The Melon Man

Snooky on Jul 6, 2010

Sweet and juicy.

The melon man

His melons are enormous

And juicy and sweet

He uses no machinery

Just his hands and feet

He tends them everyday

He’s on his knees a lot

He has a big field now

Extended out from a very small plot

When he opens his stand

He sells out in a day

His wife and children

All Live in grand style

His parents are proud

Of their only child

He hires day workers

Usually fresh out of jail

He pays them with a long fall

Down his irrigation well

Their decomposition

Nitrifies the water

Their left over remains

Are turned into fresh fodder

People drive in

From surrounding towns

And gasp at the beauty

Of his melon mounds

They watch the special water

As it sprays over the field

Not knowing how many lives

In that water is concealed

He takes a load to church on Sunday

His congregational treat

Enjoy every one

It’s free today, eat all that you can eat

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Comments (7)

drelayaraja on Jul 6, 2010
Wonderful. You have put the life of a melon man in a sweet poem. sweet as a melon.
Lord Banks on Jul 6, 2010
I wasn’t expecting that ending! good work. LB
Jimmy Shilaho on Jul 6, 2010
A sweet one, is there imagery that I missed out?
hope2010 on Jul 7, 2010
This article’s coverage of the information is as complete as it can be today. But you should always leave open the possibility that future research could uncover new facts.
jupiter2010 on Jul 7, 2010
If you’ve picked some pointers about The Melon Man that you can put into action, then by all means, do so. You won’t really be able to gain any benefits from your new knowledge if you don’t use it.
LoveDoctor on Jul 9, 2010
Very nicely written. When I saw melons, I thought you were referring to a woman’s breasts. LOL. you should write more poems.
Ruby Hawk on Jul 12, 2010
Ugh, ugh, I don’t want any of his melons.

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