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Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
What has a green top, red on its belly, seeds on the outside, and tastes great in jelly?
Squeeze it and it cries tears. As red as its flesh, but its heart is made of stone.
This food is a Thanksgiving tradition.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.