There was once a pineapple on top of the sea.

From whence it came, I could not say.

All faded and silver, a diamond to me.

Soaked in salt on a beautiful day.

Reason spoke to let it be.

But how could I pass and let it lay?

Fate led me here and made a decree.

For all your work, a worthy pay.

So take a breath and get down on your knee.

Take it home and along the way,

Stop in the shadow of a great palm tree.

Resting and thinking of miracle bay.


Photo by Pineapple Supply Co.

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