Youth
Wild as a watermelon feast,
red-ripe in the summer rains,
making the very most at least,
gorging sweet ill-gotten gains,
I sit bloated to inaction,
spitting seeds in satisfaction.
Wild as a watermelon feast,
red-ripe in the summer rains,
making the very most at least,
gorging sweet ill-gotten gains,
I sit bloated to inaction,
spitting seeds in satisfaction.