Oh, Blackberry. You purple finger, prick me in the arm little fucker.
You summer sun, baseball gone forever in your tangles.
You, tart and alluring. You, sweet and evasive. You pay to play son of a bitch.
Half wild, half domestic, tribute to resilience.
Grow where you please, blackberry jam, total suburban indifference.
Give me my baseball back.
this is great.
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