I Merely Want to Eat Fruit Alone
With my butt in the sand
On a deserted island,
All I would need
(Despite my greed)
Is to keep my tranquility
With being in privacy,
Away from others
And their bothers,
So that I may combat the dullness
And repetitiousness
Of eating fruit
(Although I need never wear a suit)
Everyday,
So that I could stay
To sunburn
And never return.
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