Poem -

Pine apples

   Pineapple you are my rock
and I am your clock.
You are my pleasure
and I am your treasure
You are my moat
and I am your goat.
You are my sweet
and I am your treat
you are the lock and I am the key.
You are my happiness on a hot sunny day.
When I am miss understood I take one 
juicy bite and feel so good.
 

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