A perfect sphere, a perfect globe
With tough and orange skin
Which covers like an outer robe
Refreshing juice that is within.
It is a joy to look at it, 
To smell delightful zest, 
To taste its juice of sour and sweet.
Of fruits, it's one I like the best.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    