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summer on the rob Anacreontic

Scrumping, Apples,Pears eat, sat on bridge steps as a train go's by. One two three four five not bad little guy save some for later most unlikely, six then home for your tea walk past the farmhouse. morning Mr farmer. No apples in view. Seventh eat at gate open the back door. hope your starving dear. Ive cooked you a tea. sausage chips and egg washed down with a tea mum asks the question afters my dear its your favourite fruit apple pie, my dear comp entry 07082016

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Date: 9/29/2016 9:18:00 PM
Stephen- so cute my grams always called everyone "dear", this reminds me of her so much...and she loved her apple pie :) congratulations on your placement :)-luloo
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stephen pennell
Date: 9/30/2016 9:25:00 AM
many thanks laura loo always went scrumping when i was a kid jenny pears, cheers , me dears ! stephen
Date: 8/7/2016 3:41:00 PM
Lovely take on the theme - I'll drop over for the tea lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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stephen pennell
Date: 8/7/2016 4:00:00 PM
hope you like apple pie :-)