The miracle berry – a watermelon,

The miracle berry – a watermelon,
Striped round weight.
Growing all summer on the ground
And ripe, and on the table.
Dark gloss, solid feel
will Pop the side – tingle.
no Doubt, watermelon is good,
now give me the knife.
— What is it hiding inside
He not white? — Look!
Brightened our faces,
the Flesh is red sparkles
In a number of pieces – one, two,
Grain black arc.
Shone chins
Peel in the dish like a boat.
On the rocks watermelon Navy
he swims.
We tried it
But all failed us
Not afford a piece
Finish in the other one.

(Author V. Lanin)