Hey there exmecosmic - you beat me to it! Anyway, I am not really a Nashian poet so here is my effort ...
Soft fruits I love best are peaches and plums
They were also a favourite I say of me mum’s
Like others we both liked that dripful sweet taste
We ate everything of course, even pips we’d not waste
See those we’d use smartly mulching along
A gardening habit we knew was not wrong
Ah the picking and stewing and making of jam
And days at the market, “…none left, sorry Ma’am."
But let’s get back to those peaches and plums
A definite favourite of me and me mum’s.
In my neck of the woods it’s a seasonal delight
At the end of the year, just so … mmm … well right!
So what's next? Anything goes of course but what about BERRIES?
Cheers now