‘Twas the FruitGuys

‘Twas two weeks before the holiday when all at work;
reports abounded and budgets began to lurk.
The memos were posted in the kitchen with care;
in hopes that The FruitGuys would soon be there.
When out in the lobby there arose such a clatter;
of people enjoying the tasty Fruit matter.
Away to the fruit crate I flew in a flash;
and found my Satsuma under the stash.
Satsumas, The FruitGuy began to proclaim;
Have loose pithy skin so the fruit won’t be maimed.
Put thumb in the divot of that Satsuma with care;
and peel off the skin for a taste extraordinaire.
Don’t confuse the Clementines with Satsumas in this light;
Satsuma’s skin is loose, Clementine’s tight.
“And these,” the gracious FruitGuy proclaimed,
“are blood oranges of red, don’t be ashamed.”
While the inside has a sweet and ruby glow,
the taste provides a berry-citrus explosion you know.
“To the phone” The FruitGuy said with a dash
we also sell gifts to send in a flash.
Or Go to www.fruitguys.com
if you want to send a gift that is truly da’ bomb!
Thank your clients and feed your mum,
it’s all healthy fruit stuff for your hungry tum.