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never made it to a **** fell for you   on first nibble now I am your  fool have lived  without you   for seven years too long searched  high and  low my face crumbles  again no markets here carry your  piquant harvest
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
Gooseberry Gamble
never made it to a **** fell for you   on first nibble now I am your  fool have lived  without you   for seven years too long searched  high and  low my face crumbles  again no markets here carry your  piquant harvest
The first time I ever tasted ( after years  of hiding from this  sour  fruit) , red gooseberries at a farmer's market  in Massachusetts, I fell in love.I have spent  years  looking for more  , with no results.I warned you in my profile section that I am an unrepentant foodie.Written May2014
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
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