The Chronicles of the Poetic Fruit: Bite Me ;]

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I’m red and shiny,

You’re smelly and icky.

I can be sweet and I can be tart,

But your just sour old fart!

As you pass me with a glare,

I don’t even peek.

You know I’m awesome,

so go play in the street.

You walk on the ground

While I’m above in the trees

Your attitude sucks

So, bite me. ;]

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