Sour

He’s a lone lemon

Left waiting too long

He’s a sliced orange

Dipped in alcohol

He’s a rhubarb

Left in the soil

He’s vinegar

Poured on your chips

He’s a cherry…

Like a Kiss left upon your lips

He’s the wine

That wasn’t fine enough

He’s a bitter melon

That got cut too soon.

He is sour, like a candy.

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