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Fruit
Apr 6, 2008 17:47:42 GMT -5
Post by lagoonagreen on Apr 6, 2008 17:47:42 GMT -5
Fruit
The bowl on my tables' filled with fruit Into the kitchen go I in my suit Reaching for a pear I just stop and stare
The banana is dancing The apple is prancing The prunes and the grapes Are acting like apes
The berries are on the run Chasing a crescent bun Blackberry's in hot pursuit Now I have jam on my suit
The table's not able To keeps itself stable It's swaying so cute To an unseen flute.
The Fairies are at it again Queen of the fairy doth reign There's labels all over the floor Here's me heading for the door
All my fruit is organic Oh but I'm in a panic When fruit is healthy and whole They're not going to stay in the bowl
So from Pacific to Atlantic You must eat organic Have some fruit everyday Then your house Too will be filled with Fey.
Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)
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