Treasure Island

jim foulk

(july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

Fruit Together


A plum went to market
to buy some grapes,

everyone was was there
that day.

They didn't come
just to play.

Fruit was what
they needed most.

The apple came
to buy some pears,

Pears came to
buy some apples.

They ended up
buying each other.

What a fix,
so fruity was it.

Everyone went home
that day,
so they could all
make some fruit pies.

What a site this
was, seeing each
one making pies out,

of each other,
somehow pies
were made this
day, you ask

How was this done?
you figure it out,

I just wrote
the poem.

wrote 4-14-07

Submitted: Saturday, April 14, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011
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