Who Wants ‘Misfit’ Fruit?

Hannaford will be selling 'misfit' produce at a 30% discount and I think that's great, because it brings a tear to my eye every time I see that lonely banana.

And now, a poem:

Misfit Produce

by Dan America

Misfit fruit still makes you toot, just like all the popular fruits.

In a crowd of apples, I am the bruise.

In a city of grapes, I live by the cape, where the vine refuses to grow,

but I know that I won't be the star of a salad, so put me in a pie

I will promise not to cry when some smiling face calls me delicious,

it's my only mission.

Put some whipped cream on me...

I may not be flawless, but I am a potato

cut me, dice, me mash me, and love me when I am a fry,

you don't even have to try,

just close your eyes and munch me!

Because I am yummy!

Yum, yum,

yum, yum,

I am not a misfit, I fit in your tummy,

and I am so freaking yummy,

yum, yum,

yum, yum.