Crushed
Once there was a pineapple
A pineapple that said
A fruit is not appealing
When you crush it first instead.
It's not so bad to live in dirt
Said the grapefruit in disgrace
Nobody likes a squirt
When it hits you in the face.
The lemon said to both of them
I hate to make you pucker
But children lick me all day long
And tell me I’m a sucker.
The cranberry had heard enough
Because the rest are sweet
Nobody likes to eat dessert
Without a sugar treat.
But then the Daphne fruit appeared
And all the rest were crushed
For that which man has always feared
Is something never flushed.
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