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Cherries
The tastiest fruit in the garden
are high on the branches of Not
it’s forbidden to climb trees in the garden
even if you love cherries a lot
So each day you stroll through the garden
ogling the cherries so red
watching them dance on their thin little legs
till a Thou Shalt Not lands on your head
Thou Shalt Not admire little cherries
or covet thy neighbor’s wife
Thou Shalt Not aspire to Nabokov’s desire
if you value the rest of your life
So you return to your house from the garden
and read the newspaper in bed. While the priests
have a feast and the monks are released
from their vows and eat cherries instead
© Johnmichael Simon
2007
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