Strange Fruit

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Theories, theories, theories...
Oh, how bountiful!

Pluck them off a tree
Like golden apples.

Take a bite
And chew on one of them.

Spit out the seeds
Of implausibility.

Then just reach
For another one.




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Footnote
The STRANGE FRUIT poem is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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