City roots are shallow by necessity All that pavement doesn’t allow them To run deep instead they go wide Spreading out every which way And what strange fruit is born From a tree with roots like that An indescribable ambiguous flavor That is sweet and bitter simultaneously Not to everyone’s liking yet with wide appeal To those with more discerning tastes Who can look past the dubious origins
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I love this, Tom. Did you come up with the idea? Seriously, it’s brilliant.
-David
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It was an offshoot of a d’Verse prompt the other day about roots, that led me to think about modern city roots versus country roots that can still run deep.
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really imaginative.
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