Pun blossom

 
In the garden of words
I plant a pun or two
Cultivating humor
with a laugh that's overdue.

I carrot all about you
you make my heart beet
lettuce turnip the fun
don't squash the upbeat.

You’re a-maize-ing.
A real fungi to be with.
Mushroom for love
in our punny myth.

You're the apple of my pie,
the cherry on top.
Together we’re grapeful,
we’re the cream of the crop.

Even when I feel
melon-choly and blue,
I know I've got a friend
who's truly grape and true.