Bad Fruit
You know you want it . . .Sweet taste of summer!Juicy fruitBeckons from the bins The siren song of “I’m in season!And low-cal!I’m what you want!You can’t NOT win!” Velvet curve of mounded peachThe touch gives me a rushYet I knowWhen I get homeIt’s sure to taste like mush And pre-sliced mangoGlistening(Minus hairy pit!)Golden spears of pure delightJust begging to be bit But even as I buy some upI have a nagging hunchThat when I go to take my biteI...