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Musical Fruit

It is the seasonal time for gas. It’s usually gentle on pass. Favorite when weather gets cold. Age old recipes prepared so bold. Tis natural things, we all do. Some may try, though there is a clue. Cannot mistake the odor it shares. Indeed it is made with natures cares. Warms the body, soul so very well, Though it has a historic story to tell, Tis the season for many more things, Truly it has a musical tone that rings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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