March 14, 2019 THE PITS By Paul Camarata ¶ Posted in Word Doodles Galore ¶ Tagged poems, summer, watermelon ¶ 1 Comment Oh how it would be lonely to be the only seed in a seedless watermelon. HOW LOW, SOLO – Pity the poor seed stranded in a seedless watermelon sea. (Photo: PaC) Pass this Tweed Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print TweetMore Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
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no pits, please
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