Fruitcity
Flying through the airwaves with red apples on my heels
Eating cosmic muffins
Eat them up little apricot
Purple eggplants glistening like the last breath of a fire
Oranges cannot harm me
For I have worn my very best armor
So…
Don’t come crying to me if your eggplant isn’t purple
Because I can’t work magic
But I know someone who can
Rutabegas look for shelter from the dreadful sun
Inching toward heaven
Smiles give you healthy tastebuds
Paint a picture of my fruitbowl because pictures are
Worth a thousand words, yes
And neither do they make your mouth get dry
So…
Don’t come whining to me if your dog ate the date newtons
Because I can’t work magic
But I know someone who can
And it’s all in my mind
And it’s all in your mind
And we should get together and go bowling sometime
If you don’t get worms
May 28, 1990
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