Another Poem By Mrs. CarPeo

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HIDDEN FRUIT

In a strange land
I feel not his hand
I see not his face
In this faraway place
All covered in felt
Even a belt! He sleeps
In a cocoon, a suit
For the moon, a natural
fur to inhibit pursuit
of his fruit.

Mrs. CarPeo 


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Footnote
HIDDEN FRUIT is the copyrighted property of LCSoL. 
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