When a lemon is squeezed
tightly around its waist;
its pips popping out as it's squashed.
Do you hear it scream?
like a mad man being defaced -
or a frantic lady being chased.
Do you hear the lemon scream?
Of course, you don't hear it.
Because you've already sliced it in twain,
and that must've produced an awfully discordant whine.
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Comments about this poem (Lemon by Magadbujin Odser )
- Lack of money does not mean lack of wisdom, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- On The T.V., Hannah Bryson Price
- Why do need wisdom anytime?, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- it is almost poetry, Mandolyn ...
- Wisdom's great aim, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- Our world is without any kind of wisdom, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- Dream packed drama, hasmukh amathalal
- A fool واحد احمق, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- Quite same, hasmukh amathalal
- Lack of wisdom, MOHAMMAD SKATI
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