23 After the Peel

The variety of fruits all aligned,
each one of them being bitter or sweet.
Some people enjoy them as a quick treat.
Fruits plump, none have resigned.

The fruits peeling and ready to unwind.
Fruits on the counter lined up like a fleet,
each fruit growing on its own with no teat.
New fruit is here, customer has consigned.

The ripe fruit sit perfectly; they portray
a picture. The fruit look like shining glass.
The orange fruit sticks out most, a Kumquat.

The rotted fruit are thrown in an ashtray
Fresh fruit with harsh words started to harass,
orange is the worst; smashed to a boost shot.