today I wrote a poem about an aubergine.

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'cause it takes something more this time than sweet sweet lies' - David Gray, This Year's Love
About how it felt beneath my hands, its purple shape; oblong, oval, ovoid, aubergine.

All those descriptive aubergine words; they make you say 'oh'. And 'Oh'. And 'OH'.

This is not that poem.

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Barbara said:

Congratulations on the new job, Ash. I hope you'll love it. And a belated birthday congratulations to Seb. Disco bowling, eh? ;)

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