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Hold the Peas

Baby doesn't like the 'peases'. She spits them out, as she pleases. I still have that childish vice But spitting peas isn't nice. Avoiding them is hard to do. They're in the pot pie and the stew. So, I pick them out one by one But pea-picking is not fun. Give me a break. I cannot take To even smell them on the make. Cold in salad or piping hot, Hold the peas. Peas porridge, not! January 11, 2018

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Date: 1/29/2018 2:03:00 PM
Congrats on you win, Janese. You make quite a convincing case.
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Date: 1/29/2018 11:26:00 AM
Delightful pen! Congratulations on your win :) xomo!
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Date: 1/29/2018 10:13:00 AM
Great read, Janece! Congratulations on the win! ...Fran
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Date: 1/29/2018 5:23:00 AM
Made me smile Janece congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 1/28/2018 6:30:00 PM
Congratulations on your win, Janece. Hugs Eve ~`*
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Date: 1/28/2018 5:19:00 PM
Congratulations on your well deserved win Janece, I like peas and I really like your well written poem. :))
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Date: 1/28/2018 4:05:00 PM
Congrats Janice :)
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Date: 1/12/2018 9:16:00 AM
hahaha.. this is great Janece...
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