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Apple Cider

cider is magic so clear from each sip autumn is near and all will confess from treetop to press orchards raise blessed good cheer.

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David Fisher

Date: 11/17/2023 4:24:00 PM

I love a good limerick as much as good cider.

Richard Breese
Date: 11/17/2023 5:56:00 PM

Me too David.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/17/2023 3:34:00 PM

Hello Richard Breese, as soon as I see the apple cider on the shelf. i will buy a jug. i love apple cider. enjoy your evening my friend. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 11/18/2023 11:23:00 AM

Hello Richard Breese, Yes I will. When the apple cider is on the shelves in the grocery store, I will be buying it, Same for you Rochard. Enjoy your weekend. /Darlene/

Richard Breese
Date: 11/17/2023 5:56:00 PM

Enjoy your autumn Darlene.

Tom Woody

Date: 11/17/2023 1:39:00 PM

It's good when done right. Fosho. Nice lim

Richard Breese
Date: 11/17/2023 2:50:00 PM

Thanks Tom. But in the case of limericks it's difficult to do them right.