STRANGE WHAT FRUITY JOINED

Beautifully are the ideas and the aroma brings

Colours grade as ideas exquisitely thought out

Consumption of them, the ultimate dream stuff

Strange though are the hands and heads makers


One hand maiden, softly sweetly spoken taken

Like scent of magnolias fresh as it sweetens

Unwinded by her kids ably swings unhindered

Endlessly strewn though are her takes as ideas


Here however are the stranger still of the fruity

True gutters are needed for a gathering of rain

So, two good fruits combined makes for quality

But mixed with strange as loose and rotten one


Something of such always run a course to loss

For darkness always wait to take light reverted

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