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Clementine

Oh my darlin', oh my darlin', oh my darlin' Clementine.

Whole, peeled, halved and sectioned, tart and juicy. Oh Clementine, you are all that. All you had to say was yes. It's all I wanted.

You are lost and gone forever, oh my darlin', Clementine.

It must have been your tartness, that made me hit you so very hard, hit you until your juices ran red, your sweetness ran out. Those eyes, that mouth, forever open. Why? Why not? Where to, my Clementine?

In a cavern, In a canyon.

Story by:

Jennifer Burgraff

jenniferburgraff@yahoo.com

8 June 2014