melon pains
summer fruits ripening sweet they say
long days in the humid heat they say
watermelon memories sprinkled with salt
juices flowing down chins, without conceit, they say
Oklahoma festival with all you can eat
whoever would balk at that treat they say
too many hours too sick to care
never has one suffered such a defeat they say
so the poet now abstains, recalling melon pains
after many years it’s choosy eating they say
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