Apricot

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I saw the apricot fall.It hit the dirt with a thud.Now it sits on the groundwith dirt all around,but it tastes so much better than mud.

Slivered Almonds

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How do they sliver almonds?That’s what I’d like to know.Do they drop them from a toweronto well-placed blades below?Do they run them past a mandolinewith several sharpened bands?Or do they sit there with a paring knifemaking slivers in their hands?

Good For Us

Being hungry is good for us.For us, it means it’s time to eat.For us, it means we might lose something that we don’t want anyway.For us, it means the food will taste that much better.For others, it means that there … Continued

Coffee Cake

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There is no coffee in this cake,despite what you might think.They must call it that becauseit’s good enough to drink.

Eggs

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Eggs for breakfast,omelets for lunch,eggs on salads,and boiled to munch.Eggs in the basketand eggs in the nest,but the chickens are tired.They’ve decided to rest.

Running on Banana

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I’m running on bananaand a handful of nuts,which is okay as long as Iam sitting on my butt.But when I finish all my workand get up to take a breakI will need some more foodlike a taco or a steak.

The Red Hen

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The red hen is the loudest.She bosses the others around.The red hen wants to bethe loudest chicken kept in town.The red hen wants to be a rooster,crowing atop the coop.The red hen won’t be satisfied.The red hen will be soup.

I Feed

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I feedthe baby, then I feela hungry needfor food; I feedmyself, then I feedthe baby, then I feedthe sourdough starter, then I feedthe baby, then I feedthe chickens, then I feedthe baby, then I feela hungry needfor food; I feedmyself, … Continued

Chicken Coop

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He’s building me a chicken coopthat rolls around the yard,so dealing with the chicken poopshouldn’t be too hard. He’s making sure this chicken coopis structurally sound.We’ll have to get the neighbors’ helpto roll the thing around!

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