Cranberry
CRANBERRY
Round like grapes
The size of marbles
Red like many cherries
And nearly smooth like apples
The darling little things teamed with
Citrus make some very nice muffins
And loaves of bread with neither a hint of thread
from even a blanket nor yarn from the barn
They came so far from a land called Cranberry
a world many moons away in the vast distance
and here they stay where they have appreciation
and give satisfaction without retraction- nobody can
honestly jeer a little cranberry!
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