A Watermelon Sunday Treat

A Watermelon Sunday Treat
Written: © Maxima

At fair in the city,
I came to sell them,
So I yelled:
Watermelonsssssssssss…
With a smile on my face
Se looked at me
And so puzzled
Then the bells went ringing
Whether I sell or not
Didn’t matter.
For there is nothing
I see
In this world
That fits the word infinity
Than her face.
So I jumped
From edge to edge
And yelled:
Oh yes, she stared!
The watermelons
Are no longer for sale,
They are all hers now,
Even this watermelon man
Ts hers too now.
She smiled
And I did too.
So there goes,
Our watermelon
Love story,
Hope you enjoy
And cherish
Yours too.

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