Dear, Dear Prudence,

[Tiger the Lion]

Dear, Dear Prudence,

On the rare occasion
I have the energy
to steal a moment
and wash a piece of fruit-

an apple, let's say,

I consume without guilt
and assure myself
I've added years to my life
as organically
as my budget allows.

Surely, you understand.

[Bunx]

This is pretty goofy, and very pro health and of coarse raw apples. I read this poem on in my mind of a dude talking ourloud to himself about the rare occasion where he gets enough time to wash his fruit. Reminds me of myself thanking the hero of the delivery food industry.
Anyways this gave me a few potential ideas!
Thanks for the read, and inspiring me to wash my apples!