The Telltale Plums (part 1 of 2)

WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS: In the icebox there were plums, and I have eaten every one, and
only then I thought about what you had bought them for.
Sheepishly, I ask in sorrow,  what now will we eat tomorrow?
They were sweet and cold, and on my knees I now implore:
Will you forgive me?


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