The Girl Who Was Saturday
Thursday, February 28, 2013
I Must Have Been Picking Cherries
One would think it would be a responsibility ... a paper due, an Aristotle chapter left unread. I'm afraid it was no such thing. I must have been picking cherries.
Our college choir director called this the cherry-picking piece ... something about the bouncy way it started, sounding like an orchard cart.
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