Words, words, words
Just like fruit, we can eat.
It's the similarity between the two,
Fruit is yours because you own it,
Words are in your mouth, but belong to another.
Words is fruit without peel.
Never gone bad,
Last for years and years,
A berry in the belly makes you hungry for more
Words makes you grow
It's the difference between the two,
You eat knowledge,
Now you greatly grown.
Poemia is a macadamia,
The tree's in bud,
Soon the fruit ripen,
A poet with a pen,
Must break open;
Eat the inner core.
©phyllrype
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