Write a four line poem about: keeping it together.
Brought 45 crates of fruit to the market. Take away two crates worth of culled nectarines and I had 43 for sale. Brought home 1 crate of plums and 1 crate of nectarines. Sold out of apples and peaches (and raspberries and corn).
That was a busy market. It might have been a good idea to have had Kat (and therefore Miles) with me.
Ah well, I survived.
Hurry, rush, hustle,
No time for stopping!
Gotta keep the table stocked
For all of this endless shopping...