He wondered where she’d/
go for fresh lime gelato/
and baked pizza dough?
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Thinking she’d return
for cobbler, I froze peaches/
last year. She didn’t.
OR
Thinking she’d return/
for cobbler, last year I froze/
peaches. She didn’t.
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In the middle of/
the night, worried about her,/
I wish I could bake.
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