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May your trails be scenic. May your hay be abundant. May your friends be as nice as me, Songbird Sparrowgrass.

Shy Carrot

"I can't," he said. "I'm too shy."

"You can," I told him. "You'll be delicious."

"Oh, OK."

 . . . . gulp . . . .

he tasted GREAT.



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Blue PageAugust 23, 2010 at 7:13 PM
So, who needs an illustrator to collaborate with when you can grow your own...

Lol!
surprisewindAugust 24, 2010 at 7:49 AM
That is a terrific carrot!!

Fenway, would you be so kind as to write a poem about my friend Ginger rather than my late love Mike? Though it has been almost a year, I still find it too difficult to verbalize our time together. Just thinking about what to tell you about him has me in pieces. Perhaps later, when I'm more 'normal' about his passing, I can commission another poem??

Ginger is 16 this month, and owns two of the most incredible women I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. She was my dog-away-from-home years ago in college, and is simply the coolest thing on 4 legs. Her website is www.yoursavinggrace.org/ginger.html

On an unrelated note, your page is a daily read for us. I make Sara the Appy read it so that she might partake of your mulish wisdom.
Marnie JacksonAugust 24, 2010 at 4:09 PM
Surprisewind, I'd be delighted to write about your friend Ginger. When the time comes for you to tell me more about Mike, I'll write a second poem—on the house!

Ears,
Fenway
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