Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Coconut Fights Back

For me to grow upon this tree

Took a lot of effort and toil.

Now some human jerk's wanting me

To crush me open for my oil,

Wanting to rub such on her skin,

Cuz of beauty and softness that

My oil has properties within

Desired by both skinny and fat.

For me it's a shell shocking thought

That I'm to suffer such a fate.

Let her have her way, I think not.

Her plan for me I must frustrate.

And so I drop, hitting her head.

We fall, she needs no oil, she's dead.