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"Ode to the grape"

O rounding sphere,
of emerald hue.
My fruit so dear,
in number few,
with specks of brown,
among the green.
I have no frown;
you have such sheen.
No worm inside,
and that is good.
My tongue doth guide;
this grape ain't wood.
If only I,
in years gone by,
had eaten more like thee,
my rhyming verse might bring me fame
more than its such -- pity.
-- Daniel Fairhead (2003)

A Nonsensical poem. Sort of. Written while in the middle of a conversation with JJ online sometime early in 2003.

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