My Green poem

The green grass leaves marks on my legs.

The sea boils like the sky before a tornado

and rotten eggs make sea sick faces look like paint.

The toads and frogs eat apples and avocados and MnMs.

Emeralds shine on moss like roses on paper

The watermelons drip with juices

and Lima beans and kiwis dance together with the leaves.

The moths suck limes with caterpilers.