Saturday Farmers’ Market;
Hudson, Ohio
The shoppers swarm across the
Green
On this, a market day.
They've come to buy the
produce that
Is now there on display.
The bargains are not always
great—
But still there’s lots to
buy,
And all enjoy the
weather—there’s
A mild September’s sky.
Yes, babies in their
strollers, and
Some dogs upon a leash,
While people sample
goodies—from
Some jam to bread to quiche.**
No whiff of mere mortality
Can ruin market day,
For things seem simply ever
green
When weather will obey.
**not sure about this--but it rhymes
**not sure about this--but it rhymes
Newspeak was the tongue he hated—
Heard it spoken, was
deflated.
[newspeak = propagandistic language marked by
euphemism, circumlocution, and the inversion of customary meanings;
double-talk]
Shakespeare Couplet: Romeo
and Juliet (3)
“Once more, on pain of death,
all men depart,”
The Prince declares—this
strife just tears his heart. (1.1)
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