Little brown fuzz That tickles my hand As I pick out this funny fruit From the grocery stand.
Inside filled with a sweet green Bright like fresh summer grass But far tastier and made to last.
Little seeds Can you count them? One, two, three Black and filled with protein Bursting with flavor against my tongue.
The little Kiwi A summer treat with many sweets Paired with strawberries their flavors compliment each other In perfect harmony.