Ripe fruit_ How to grow strawberries_ Photo_ Martin Pope.jpgMy people say that you do not smell
The food you shall not eat
But every day, there’s one deviant
Who cares not about being stung

Under the carpet, you hide sugar
So that the ants may never come close
But who ever said they were dumb
And would never find a way through

Sugar is sweet, like honey to a bee
None can resist such sweetness
Or not follow after its source
Since therein lies its essence

All humanity attract something
Like a spring attracts a tree beside it
If you wear the freshest fragrance
Don’t expect to not be devoured.


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