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    Pickles

    Sour pickles that make me pucker

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

    hack writer & shameless technophile

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    Pickles

    Sour pickles that make me pucker,
    I like to torture some poor sucker.
    Tell them sweet! It’s just one gherkin.
    It’s fun to trick, but mind your smirkin’!

    Photo by Waldo Jaquith

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    Tags: grounded, poetry, solitude, wit

    Published: November 21, 2013

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