Your fruitful moon

Your fruits ripened Thanksgiving air,
When some young dog caressed your lap.
A man found his beast in your care
Where it did dance with whistle and tap.
 
When some young dog caressed your lap,
He offered to cook a gracious meal
Where it did dance with whistle and tap;
From his hands, plates of food did appeal.
 
He offered to cook a gracious meal
And at his table, dressed gold round your neck.
From his hands, plates of food did appeal
When then the dog did cry a wreck.
 
And at the table, dressed gold round your neck,
Your petting palm did lull the canine
When then the dog did cry a wreck.
"Vinedresser, bless your heart of wine!"
 
Your petting palm did lull the canine;
A man found his beast in your care:
"Vinedresser, bless your heart of wine!"
Your fruits ripened Thanksgiving air.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written Nov 27.
 
Your colorful command
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