Ode to Watermelon

My favorite fruit doesn’t come from a tree,

The mere sight makes me squeal with glee,

I’ll eat a whole melon,

Which is how the stores sell ’em,

And wake up 50 times just to pee.

[See — Laika likes ’em, too. That is one happy doggie.]

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