Fruit Fiend Poem by Lamar Cole

Fruit Fiend



He was such a fruit fiend.
When it came to eating his nectarines.
He would eat them all day long.
While plowing the fields and listening to country songs.
He would visualize his sweet Millie sitting with him under the spruce.
Licking from his lips the nectarine juice.

Wednesday, July 24, 2019
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