Ingredients
– Tantalizing red cardboard
– Grape enthusiasm
– Adidas Joggers and Jordans
– #BringBackVine
– White grapes and red grapes
– Seedlessness
A raisin entered my mouth cavity,
All taste buds watering with anticipation
My amylase prepared to treat
The shriveled fruit in my mouth basin
Will you be a tasty treat? I ask
Adjusting my joggers while my teeth it passes
I imagine it’ll be just like a grape
Well without the juices and quite a few more crevasses
I bite down satisfactorily,
Flooding sweetness bringing a tear to my eye
I shake my fist raptorily
For tonight, I’ve tasted the divine
Oh, elusive Sun-Maid raisin,
You’ll haunt my thoughts and mind
Sweetened so by the sun’s rays blazing
Your grape would make for the finest wine.
– AD ’20
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