Not lesser was the appetite
to buy fruits from the vegetable market,
with a penny in my pocket
I hankered after my passion
salivating my thirst,
to own an ounce of that fruit piece
No less was beauty more voluptuous
than with green lush and luscious flavour
that stacked fruits one over the other
I consoled my disappointment
banking pungent odour by my nose;
A putrified smell with stinking stem, there-after
A penny in my pocket!
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