Let us die, let us die,

And, dying, we reply

Lowering our basket down into the open bed

Of the fruit truck passing by

And we can smile smile at each other again,

Me and my Cantaloupe Friend

Cast our cares as a couple of Pears

Put a Blueberry garland on an Apple's head

The Apple threw our half-baked fears

like a wooden shoe in the windmill gears

The turning stopped - we clearly saw:

The flaw is in that which finds the flaw!



And Strawberry said to the Tangerine:

My face is red

But our hats are green

Be an orchard,

or a curling vine...

The Sun of yours is the sun that's mine



Ya subhannallah

Hayyul Qayyum

Subhannallahi Amma Yassifun

Sallalah wallah Muhammad (Sal.)

Ya Rabbi sali alaihi wa salim



Lettuce grows in neatly sectioned 

Beds and rows

But one day asked the Gardener

To be moved where the Eggplant grows

The reason being, I must confess,

I adore her shiny, purple dress!

As Eggplant listened in,

She wasn't offended

She wasn't impressed

While Potato calls from underground:



You've all got it turned upside-down!

Does the Rain that's sent each spring anew

To fall on her not fall on you?

You project on her your inward scenes,

She's a blank, external movie screen

While the One who looks out from your eyes

Looks through hers and looks through mine



We all well know

We're gonna reap what we sow

We all well know what kind of crops are gonna grow

From each time you disrespect your parents

Oh, you'd better hope we don't hear it!

We who know: you're gonna reap what you sow



We all well know,

We're gonna reap what we sow

But Grace, we all know,

Can take the place of all we owe

So why not let's Forgive



Everyone

Everywhere

Everything

All the time?