Today's entry dates back to March 3, 2003 during university. Then and now, grapefruit remains my morning fruit of choice. Here's a poem dedicated to it.
The Art of Grapefruit Eating
Sliced in half
Two sides of healthy glowing roundness
Juicy pulp separated into triangular sections
Leads me to great temptation
*smiling*, digging for that 'triangle'
Punctured pulp, teeth I tear.
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