Shall we make love under the apple tree?
stroke your plums,
take my cherries
second to none.

How fruity we will be
when we eat my gooseberry
we will make a fruity pear
if you dare.

If you want to love and writhe
let us just get a surprise
let us wonder
let us tease
if you don't mind.

Taste my lemons if you will
tartness sure to thrill,
be like Adam and succumb
bite my apple and weather the storm.