Take a little naps where the roots all twist
Peach Season. Time to Celebrate and let the juice run down your face.
Movin’ to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin’ to the country,
Gonna eat me a lot of peaches
Movin’ to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin’ to the country,
gonna eat a lot of peaches
Peaches come from a can,
they were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way,
I’d eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin’ bulges in the shade
Take a little naps where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman,
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for it to hide
Nature’s candy in my hand or can or a pie
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Look out!
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Having spent the last ten years restlessly roving the planet, Melissa Schilling, a published writer and photographer, has spent time coordinating photo-art therapy in the aftermath of the Haitian earthquake, searching for huitlecoche on the Mayan Riviera, riding bicycles through Patagonia, cooking Basque food in the Pais Vasco and deep-sea fishing off the coast of Cuba. email: melissa@projecthopeart.org
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