> Failing that, I'm sure Billy Collins has a nice little poem ready, like a
> cherry pie.
Ah, DAT'S it!!! (Sorry to hijack your diatribe for an unintended purpose,
dave), but that's what was itching my brain about the Brecht poem that
Erminia posted ...
"Life is bot ane cherrie fair ...".
Not just the sexual subtext ("Who would pick cherries must first learn to
climb trees") but a medieval resonance.
Did Germany do The Land of Cokayne? Candice? Martin?
Robin
(busy leading apes through hell)
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