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her voice danced on the Summer breeze carried over the garden and graced the stillness of the catfish pond "Suppers' ready" one more fish, I thought just one more but I could almost smell the beef stew and the apple pie Mama had coolin' fish can wait sometimes the best part of fishin' is gettin' hungry and no one in Clarke County cooked a finer meal than Mom I closed my eyes as I walked toward the house reminding myself to save room for pie and vanilla ice cream Dad's gonna be proud of the 4 sizeable cats I caught a strong breeze and the sound of window blinds slappin' brought me home again a storm was comin' why is it that the best dreams are always interrupted? sliding the window shut, I can still smell that apple pie
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
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her voice danced on the Summer breeze carried over the garden and graced the stillness of the catfish pond "Suppers' ready" one more fish, I thought just one more but I could almost smell the beef stew and the apple pie Mama had coolin' fish can wait sometimes the best part of fishin' is gettin' hungry and no one in Clarke County cooked a finer meal than Mom I closed my eyes as I walked toward the house reminding myself to save room for pie and vanilla ice cream Dad's gonna be proud of the 4 sizeable cats I caught a strong breeze and the sound of window blinds slappin' brought me home again a storm was comin' why is it that the best dreams are always interrupted? sliding the window shut, I can still smell that apple pie
RoyDeckard
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
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