Sweet and mellow
She’s an orange-y sort of yellow
That’s Canta-Lupe, the patron saint of fruits
She’s a musky round melon
With a flavor so compellin’
Canta-lupe, the patron saint of fruits
She’s not a water melon or a honeydew, her
Virtues are many and her calories few
she’s a pip, she’s a prize
for the stomach and the eyes
Canta-lupe, the patron saint of fruits
Canta-lupe, the patron saint of fruits
