The pineapple genie (sonnet poem)
There once was a pineapple
He was a pineapple genie
If it was something you wish he could grant it with a Snapple
But until you meet him, he will simply remain teeny
He has seen many things
Even saw the one that rode the Pineapple tornado
It was a battle like no other in the spectrum of those windy rings
But until that battle comes to an end, he simply waits by his friend, the potato
The potato had been there forever
Pineapple and potato have a pact
Sometimes, they play chess by the river
Someday, they both dream to act
But, the pineapple seeks to live like he had before
He loves it when he meets a new human
Yet, they fear what chaos they shall wish for
To stop them from eating him, he always causes a diversion
One day, he wishes to be free
Free to lay on a beach as he sits by the sea