How I love the sweet, spherical summer fruit Orange and oval shaped, dangling from trees to suit Me too lazy to scout up and down neighborhood streets To steal orphaned members, take home as a treat
A friend calls offering me bounty galore Come get them from her house, she lives by the shore Swerving down one-way streets, trapped by dead ends I won't give up, she is a generous friend
A half-filled box laden with goodies Could I have more to share with my hoodies? Through torrential rain, the aromatic fruit in my car I must make it home, it isn't that far
Once home the box is cumbersome to bring inside Though my arms ache, I carry them with pride Anticipation of smiles from my family for me This wondrous surprise, I can't wait for them to see
Suddenly a huge brown Palmetto bug nestled in the box Runs out and scoots under my chair like a fox I miss smashing it with the nearest towel Should I tell them of the intruder and make them scowl?