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Like flattened orbs of perfect orange,
They sit atop a platter,
With skirted stems beneath and hidden,
As smooth as globes of butter.
Of tempting size for hands that pocket,
They charm us all to sample,
Delight in flesh divinely flavored,
With tastes of heaven ample.
Persimmons there so very favored
Have non-astringent nature.
Their type is Fuyu, ever beauteous;
Great appetites they cater.
In various forms of fair consumption,
From freshly crisp to softened
Or leathery dried or semi-frozen,
These fruit have much enlivened.
So now we raise a toast in honor
And cheer the merry berry,
Persimmon wine on this occasion
Outshining any sherry.