rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Publish or Pearish!

A most pear-shaped Friday has occurred. It's going to poke Saturday in the butt. It must be terrible for Saturday to sit thus on a pear. The pear probably isn't even ripe. And who will eat it now?

I hope I don't start having The Pear Dream.

And only yesterday I was so looking forward to winter's pears.
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