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The Chip Shop

There are joys that last past puberty.

Riding a bike in the park after dark

I was free to be a racer, a chaser of

Of dreams that in daylight seemed

Out of sight. But not beyond a boy’s

Fantasy of winning The Grand Prix.

A dream so ripe that he whizzed right

Past the ice cream shop and Didn’t

Stop for a double dip of chocolate chip.

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10 ביולי 2021

Another favorite. LOVE! Susan xoxoox


Here's to dreams with allure broader than ice cream🍦

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