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OH WATERMELON

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OH! WATERMELON!
Oh watermelon, you’re a sweet, juicy summertime delight inviting us all to take a refreshing bite. Your juice drips down, a sugary, sticky stream. You’re the taste of summer, delightful but not clean. Your rind cracks with a satisfying sound. Your dark seeds we gladly spit out on the ground. Your seeds are a snack for birds on a warm summer night who feast on them underneath the silvery moonlight. Oh watermelon, you’re a cooling treat, an invigorating escape from sun's sizzling heat.
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Godwin Avatar
July 23, 2025 at 12:57 AM
I love me some watermelon! If I were to write about it, I'd probably use humor to mention how often it makes me pee. I admire that you can effectively spit, I've never conquered that. This poem is refreshingly yummy and woken up my tummy. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 23, 2025 at 5:54 PM
watermelon sounds good to me, too, right now. It makes me pee alot too...so I don't eat it at night. It's refreshing on hot Texas summer days, sending you some of those poetry hugs. Appreciate you and your kind words.
Hind Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 4:12 PM
Mmmmm time for a snack, LOL :)
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 4:14 PM
I agree....watermelon would be great right about now. :-) thanks for your visit.
Edmonds  Avatar
July 14, 2025 at 5:51 PM
That’s so cute Sara, a watermelon as a seat is just what is needed in this heat… Beryl
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 4:14 PM
love the rhyme within your comment...well done....thanks for visiting, Beryl.
Baker Avatar
July 14, 2025 at 1:56 PM
This is a FAV for my list! A wonderfully fun summertime poem, Sara. The imagery was excellent. I could remember eating watermelon on the back porch and spitting the seeds out on the lawn as a little boy. One of the fun things that came along with summer's heat. Have a great week, my friend. Bill
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
thanks for reading my summery creation, Bill. I'm grateful the poem stirred boyhood memories. I can see you spitting seeds on the ground :-) PS Thanks for the FAV!
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