Filled with precipitation, And not to boast, The most diverse biome. Finer roast.

You mostly know me in my synthetized and comercialized form, but but you should know me as an animal useful for filtering the sea - just like you know that I can clean your skin or your countertop.

Ain’t nobody cool as me unless they’re known for being level headed. Long and green, crunchy and delicious. Sweet or sour, sometimes that bite can be vicious.

The ground around me is forgiving to a fall, but deadly without understanding. Near or far, people traverse on me for beauty or sport. Here beauty can turn to a swirl of chaos.

Stumps I make, The leftovers you take, I am man-made, Just a stick and a blade