I had a papaya dream last night.
He said he couldn’t tarry
With few words he took flight
Loaded with vitamin C to carry.
“Fruit of the angels, “said Columbus.
Its heavenly taste so juicy.
Heart healthy soon turned to lust…
Listening to Debussy.
Papaya’s vitamins arrive on time
With names impressive and scary.
And watching fruits float and climb,
Decides Ms. Cherry he’ll marry.
Floating on a fluffy puff…
The sky a vertical billow.
Full of enzymes and vitamins tough
As a Texas armadillo.
His cherry Fez to celebrate.
She wore her cherry crown.
Amino acids partied late
Eager to paint the town.