Plump acerola
Whisper your need
Be eaten by me
pretend it's not so
my sustainability
watch hunger grow
whisper your need
to be eaten by me
sweet skin
vitamin c
so healthy
Why impede my teeth?
Plump acerola
I asked politely
out of shyness maybe
You dared not deny me
The sun glints off the red seal
advertising you well indeed
appleness of you soaks through
To my tongue shifting greedily
Acids form below and you are undone
those precious kilojoules to keep me on the run
Each of you fall from the branch ripe and loose
A string of well tied lythe sassy hype muses
The ones that carve the grooves
of these my thorny jibes
forming this my own mojo jive
guarantee my makeshift verse survives
Nigh these rhymes so shameless
i've contrived
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