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Strawberry Hate

Strawberries are not my favorite fruit
In fact I despise them right down to the root

Their long vines reach out so vibrantly and always twist and turn
The plant is out to trip you, a lesson I have leaned


With their crimson red color they look like a bloody toe
Their seed are a pimply infection of what I do not know


They make a disgusting crunch when their victim takes a bite
They deceive you with their sweet smell, but the taste is never right

To touch they are rough, as if they are trying to scare you away
You better make sure they are fresh; they spoil in just a few days.



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iMusicMonstrosityThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 8, 2013 at 2:11 pm
Wow, this really made me take a look back at my love for strawberries! Amazing poem, I really got a feel for what you were saying! :)
 
Tswag808 said...
May 7, 2013 at 1:07 pm
I like your first stanza, but then it got a little too wild and hatish, unfortunately I love strawberries. and you spelled learn as lean
 
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