New Poem..

Pineapple Orange

Pineapple orange is what I call her
She got that fiery citrus, yes sir
She got that tough outer coat to get through
But when you do…
Nothing like sweet fruit
Specially one with many layers
And a taste that caters
The kind that puts to rest all the debaters
But she does have a sharp side; that’s the pineapple in her
But she’s healthy enough to help pain cure
And its better to have her pure
You know, not from concentrate
No need for mixing, pineapple orange straight
I got mine, close your eyes and start to speculate
Isn’t fruit great?