Life is like a fruit salad bowl, some pieces are sweet, while others are crunchy and tangy,
Bitter and sour are mixed in with saccharine and sugary,
Like a bowl of fruit life starts out with vibrant and brilliant colors coming to a soggy muggy end,
As one savors the delights in one's salad bowl the taste intensifies with every spoon, till the last spoonfuls of devilish self indulgence.
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A refined poetic imagination, Nora. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.