In a grapefruit universe
life would be simple.
The universe is as is because it's acidic.
Family of oranges, lemons, key limes,
which hang tight to the branches
till picking time, or like spent ammunition,
they drop to the ground.
A grapefruit Universe would be complete as could be,
watered and sunned from above, nourished from under.
Whether Florida yellows or Tex Ruby Reds,
grapefruits don't shrivel like thinly skin fruit.
Of superb design, they're also nutritious.
You won't find grapefruit connoisseurs
overly poundage.
In Grapefruit Universe,
physicists could readily determine the geometric shape
of each of Grapefruit's components.
Thus, higher math would be made as simple as pie;
that mass is no solid but relative fiber,
and space is that allocation where in a given segment
more pulp could be fitted.
In Grapefruit Universe,
the trinity of essence would be
flesh of fruit, seed and juice.
It's rind would be the fabric of time.
In Grapefruit Universe,
you and I
would be god.
Friday, August 7, 2009
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