Fruit Salad

You have blueberry eyes
And a raspberry smile
Yes, I am a banana
All dressed in salady style

We may not know apples
From oranges or tangerines
But it doesn’t matter
We’re peaches and whipped cream

Since those days of wonder
And nights of kiwi delight
When we were all marshmallowy
You were the morning, I the knight

Our love is a fruit salad
A mix and match thing
A feast beyond compare
A French gourmet’s drean.

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