Don't ask- I was bored. But read this poem as if I was describing a mean, mean person. Then you might just unravel a deeper meaning behind it ;)
Everyone loves these colorful fruits,
Everyone loves to eat
But take a bite from the prickly fruit,
The aftertaste is bittersweet
Who doesn't love pineapples,
They're fresh in the summer sun
But once you dig in deeper,
They're sour and no fun
There are songs all over the internet,
They're popular everywhere
But once you really taste them, you truly wouldn't care
I've had a sour experience, I know how it feels
Their thorny and hard to handle, it's a pain to uncover the peel.
~Via
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