I often thought how wonderful
To go walking on the beach.
In the company of a pear, a banana and a
peach.
In the rosy glow of a tranquil dawn
We’d stroll along the
sand.
Smiling. Laughing happily. Hand in hand in hand.
Oh, fruity
friends! What salad days!
My heart rejoiced to greet them.
And if I
tired of their ways,
I’d simply stop and eat them.
R.Farley 2006