I’m able to be sassy. I’m uninterested in being boring.
This toothsome nut inside the shell is ready to go away her hull.
My form is callipygian. I’m hippest of all of them,
and after I’ve reached maturity, you’re positive to see me fall.
When the air turns algid and its chilly air cuts,
you may need to console your self with some roasted nuts.
When that you must feed your starvation, come crack me from my shell,
for to fulfill your urge for food’s precisely why I fell.