Poetry is not particularly my specialty (as many people will probably agree after reading the verses that follow!) but as Alfred Russell Wallace reported in his 19th century travels in SE Asia, "The natives give [durian] honorable titles, exalt it, and make verses on it." After eating a few hundred durians, I certainly comprehend that! There have been times after eating a great durian, in that satiated durian-glow space, that silly poems and raps like these indeed have just easily rolled right on out! And if nothing else, these verses express that space pretty well...
Heat waves rising in desert
Durians: not just
Delicious and nutritious...
Spiky fruit's luscious pudding
Nature's grandest food
Durians piled in markets, Durians piled in trucks, Durians in small mountains Buy three for two bucks!
Ship 'em to the city Sell 'em in the town Everybody's happy 'Cause the durians are coming down!
Chanthaburi orchards Bring everybody glee For all these kinds of durians Are truly sooooo yum-mee!
Oh, I like them spiky fruit They're so creamy and they're so yummy They feel so good down in my tummy Oh, I like them spiky fruit
Oh, I like them spiky fruit They're so luscious and some say smelly They're so satisfying in my belly Oh, I like them spiky fruit
Oh, I like them spiky fruit They're big and brown and so nutritious There's no eatin' more delicious Oh, I like them spiky fruit!