My transliteration of an Anglo-Saxon riddle.
Green and growing.
Tugged suddenly from bed.
Making her cry on the chopping board.
Pleasing her when cooked.
What am I?
My transliteration of an Anglo-Saxon riddle.
Green and growing.
Tugged suddenly from bed.
Making her cry on the chopping board.
Pleasing her when cooked.
What am I?
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Yes!
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Just read that no way I would have got that otherwise. lol