Write a four line poem about: rejection.
Yeah, the Friday and Saturday pairings might be becoming a regular thing.
We had a wonderful return to the market this morning, selling out of strawberries just before 10 am, moving the majority of the tomato plants and rhubarb that we brought with us, and quite a few greeting cards found new homes as well. It was also really nice to see so many familiar faces.
Already looking forward to going back next weekend with even more strawberries.
I can see you put your heart and soul
Into trying to sing;
Must be hard to know your heart and soul
Ain't worth a Goddamned thing.