The Fruit-Seller in MarsI sell, I sell fresh fruits on Mars As fresh as you can see,O come and buy three pine-applesAnd get one orange freeO come and buy three orangesAnd get a plum to taste,The offers close within an hourYou have no time to waste!And there are cherries black and redAnd berries that are best,And still more different fruits I say,All imported from westA thousand juicy mangoes ripeI have for you in store,For dollar one, oh you shall getTen pomes; yet more and more! So take an apple for your Love,An orange for your child,A pear for husband big and fat, Full drunk and dancing wildO come my friends, O come and buySweet apples, grapes and all:I pluck, I pluck them all for youFrom trees, too short and tall.......so how is the poem? please give your comments....and take some fruits if you wish...

Interesting that the second and fourth lines rhyme only. It needs to be longer so it tells more of story, but I guess this length is okay.

It's delicious. I believe you should add "the" to the verse "all imported from west." We won't have this fruit on Mars until we get the place terraformed, but it's good to dream.

Digging in my purse...hope I've enough to buy!

I like the poem Silver, it is happy.Yours,Harry Gams

I love the poem so much, Silver. I am ready to buy up all your fruit. I love the rhythm and flow and drumbeat of your poem. It's fun and jolly and made me smile. It has a lot of imagination. You are super fantastic! I am your fan big time! Keep those poems coming!

I like it - but I don't understand it. Is it something to do with TD's thingy?imported from THE west (?)What are pomes? is that pomegranates, or mishappen poems? =)The whole poem tastes as sweet as a freshly prepared fruit salad, and it slides down the throat like a smoothie.Thanks

Great poem, I'll take a bushel of everything.

Save me some, I'm taking the train.