ZESTY, FRUITY ROMANTIC ATTEMPTS

I went out with a lemon;

He behaved like such a twit.

He was too bitter for me.

I said, "This date will be it."

I then dated a cherry,

He was a sweet little thing.

But when he tried to kiss me,

Oops; I nearly swallowed him.

I went out with a raisin,

He was marvellously dry,

But he made other girls laugh,

So we had to say goodbye.

I dated a banana,

He could peel splendidly well.

But his constant stripping off,

Started to bore me like hell.

So I dated an apple,

He was as sharp as can be.

I quit while I was behind;

He was far too quick for me.

So I think I shall refrain,

From fruity activity.

Fruit's meant to be good for you,

But it has been bad for me.