Alas
the summer
will pass
and autumn will soon descend.
Gather ye lobsters while ye may
and tomatoes too,
my friend.
And make a Pearl lobster roll
like Rebecca taught on the vid;
a final summer love affair
that won’t produce a kid.
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I’m doing my best not to lick my screen…
Say it isn’t so … I don’t want summer to be over yet.