Fruit

 

She is the apple of my eye.  Her core makes my core sore.

He went bananas over her eight frame.

I never gave a fig, but I tried to give a date.

It is apples and oranges and never the twain should meet.

Don Lemon bought a lemon and it threw its rods.

He that would eat the fruit must climb the tree but he should also avoid the splinters of the bark.

Making Fruitcake:  Whisk together flourbaking soda, salt, and cinnamon; mix into butter and sugar in three batches, alternating with molasses and milk. Stir in soaked fruit and chopped nuts.  Send it to people you do not like.

 

Ugli fruit.

Bears ugli children.

 

 

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