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Apr 11
In a vineyard where juicy grapes grow
And the wine will always flow
They shimmer and shine in a row
With a pop and a crunch
They make quite a lunch
Sweet treasures that steal the show.
Grapes
David P Carroll
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David P Carroll  M/Ireland
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