Fruit wars: The battle for pineapple island

Apples on top of grapes in a bowl
Photo by Yoksel 🌿 Zok on Unsplash

The grapes were ready with their machine guns,
shooting into the air while screaming,
riding mopeds,
circling,
rousing themselves up,
Apple looked at them
from a distance with binoculars.
They're coming.
He calculated, considered,
strategized, consulted Granny Smith,
launched a raspberry grenade,
an explosion of flavor.
Apple, the cannibal, sipped the results,
having wine the evening
of his victory.

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