Rotten luck

It is time to kill
For avocado is rotten
A terrible deed
For a fruit forgotten.
He levels a gun
Aimed at the belly
Ready to fire
And turn avocado to jelly.
But love overtakes him
And he cannot kill
I love you avocado
I will have you,
And that's my will


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