A Peach

I sat on a rock 
On the sand at the beach 
Because some people did mock 
My purple and blue peach. 

They laughed and they spit 
Trying hard to recruit 
And that's when I split 
Holding tightly to my fruit. 

I decided that if 
We would be laughed at 
I'd go to the cliff 
And get him a cat. 

We stood on the hill 
Overlooking the sea 
Cats came in for the kill 
And so together we did flee. 

But because of the felines 
A flea is what we got 
And taking it as a sign 
I let my peach rot.