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Sweet Fruits
Now Ms Dietrich, I have to give a response, To your poem on behalf of fruit lovers, thus; Of fruits we will disagree I love then for breakfast, even for tea. I love my apples, peaches and pear Watermelons, coconuts, and guavas No fear! I eat a cherry, then a plum And suck on star apples until the milk is done. Even when they are stuck in my throat Moving north, but heading south. Love them. Tangerines, Mandarins and artiniques, From the same genus,but all unique Oh and the grapes which are fed While lying on my feathered bed Can I tell you about the cucumber Chew it. bend it, then devour Now my favourite is the avocado Refreshes vigour, and strengthens ardour Now there are some exotic ones you see News headlines to you but old story to me My voyages have been long time made Within each log, I write a page On the last line an anecdote To the humble gage, and artichoke But if ever I have a regret It's of the fruits not tasted yet.
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