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The Apple
At teatime I sold a small apple –
The size of it made us all cry.
I wrapped it and hoarded it from Robert and Dave
The got no quarters and I had no whole.
And that apple, it made me so miserable,
As exceptional things rarely do not
In the past. The selling. A drive in the city.
This is war and discontent. It is old.
The rest of the day was quite challenging.
I did all of my slacking by rote
I despised them and had no time under
I hate you. I’m sorry I disappeared.
#day03
#theapple
#wendycope
#uslibraryofcongressarchives
The Apple
At teatime I sold a small apple –
The size of it made us all cry.
I wrapped it and hoarded it from Robert and Dave
The got no quarters and I had no whole.
And that apple, it made me so miserable,
As exceptional things rarely do not
In the past. The selling. A drive in the city.
This is war and discontent. It is old.
The rest of the day was quite challenging.
I did all of my slacking by rote
I despised them and had no time under
I hate you. I’m sorry I disappeared.
The prompt Find a shortish poem that you like, and rewrite each line, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite. I chose Wendy Cope's The Orange.
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