GOOSEBERRIES pretending to be prim and proper in knickerbocker they repose on bushes sit sipping tea from dainty porcelain, pinkies pointed in a cold breeze they shiver in green jelly undies grip transluscent shoulders run fingers over skin wish they had shaved their legs; so much is on view posing in their frillies wind wafting lace edges one begins to blush stands out all too exposed as birds descend to peck her goosebumps