Quatrain of Apple Cider Abortion
Apple Cider - juice
1.
Bloom! what was it, you really wanted to
say,
Adulterated! apple cider love I drink every
day,
Jarred! Pure succulent sweetness and left
unfermented,
Erotic! Love apples once picked when you
consented,
2.
Confession! Did you wish to inform - you
care?
Bravery! Did you wish to sell a baby
share?
Alas! Whatever the affect, you stopped
short,
Forever! I shall wonder why it was me -
you did abort !
Yorktown Disciple
2003
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Quatrain of Apple Cider Abortion - 1117 - Yorktown Disciple
