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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