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A poem in response to "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams...

 
I'm sorry I stole your precious plums
That you found the ice box bare
I haven't bothered to replace them
And there's not one left to spare
 
I've eaten the apples
The bananas, the grapes
The pears, the peaches too
The oranges and kiwis are consumed
There's simply nothing left for you
 
The pineappl...

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