Dear God, Please Turn Me Into a Pineapple

By | 13 May 2024

dear god, please turn me into a
pineapple, or a dragonfruit, something
with teeth. I don’t want to be an
apple anymore, plump and ripe
and plain.

dear god, please get me away from
him, I know he loves me, but I don’t
care.

dear god, of course the worm loves
the apple, but I don’t want to be
devoured.

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