There will be scattered thunderstorms for the month
Or for that matter the year
High winds, hail, and pounding rain
Soggy foliage all swirled in a mess
The plants sprout and bloom like the jungle
Climate change is turning the earth
Into a pool of stagnant water, trickleing
Into surging rivers, flash floods
The grapes grow wild, strangling huge
Trees, bringing them crashing down in the
Forest and cluttering the landscape
Pools of squashed grapes ferment in the sun
Drunken birds and wild animals stumble around
Unable to find their nests or burrows
Chaos reigns in the land of the grapes
As the world sinks in into a soggy bog
So floweth the wine from the vine
A ditty by R. John
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Thirteen Sick Tasteless Classics, Part V
Thirteen Sick Tasteless Classics, Part V is humorous adult literature featuring adult content and language. The work satirizes and spoofs thirteen classic tales from U.S. and British literature, a
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Check the Roundtable for answers. I haven't.
Ron