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Citrullus lanatus


Oval in shape makes it looks so great Green on outside, red on the inside man that stuff taste great Whether you slice it or dice it, cube it or scoop it, it all taste the same Some have seeds, other do not Whether you spit it out or swallow it Please don’t fear those black seeds inside Ripe and fresh is when it taste the best of course When you stick it in your mouth, you will have a mouth full of satisfaction Remember a napkin for when you’re done to clean up your mess Because it’s sticky juices will get all over your cheeks
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