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?