There was a group of termite

Which was very white

In the tree and mud, they showed their might

I searched and searched and was in tears

Then I found the fruit the pear

I sat on a bench and ate the pear

Under the shade of a tree very near

The pear is green sweet and sour

I love to eat it every hour

It looks in the shape of a heart

We always used to trek everyday,

With the sun just golden and gay,

Strawberries everywhere red and sweet,

All at a level looking very neat.

Step by step we gained some height,

Reaching the hut we had a bite.

On top we saw the snow clad mountains,

Below we saw a stream gushing like a fountain!

Completing the trek, we were so triumphant,

What is it you ask for more

What is it you cut into four

What is it that looks like the core

It is of course the orange near the door.

Ripe and sweet it's just there

Better than the oranges at the fair

To pluck it nobody dare