O Eggplant dear, You are so Sweet, When you are near, 'Tis quite the Treat. Let not thy large endowment weigh you down , Though thy swollen tip be large and round. I saw ye lurking at a farm, And thought, "Oh My! What Grace! What Charm!" Your ripened skin, tender to the touch, Is often very much, Too Much! I stare until I Salivate, O Eggplant! Let us Procreate! Signed, Eggplant Enthusiast Lover of all things phallic in shape. Not responsible for any Pervy thoughts and/or erotic daydreams. Spread the Love