Fruity Shining...:For Shombit Sengupta

Water melon, I say, yields some juice
Mr. Sengupta puts it to some other use
Rotundities for him mean something else
What they hide (he says) is what they tell!
Pineapple, pineapple, thorny n sweet
Its nectar verily beats my heat
But our guru shuns its juice so thick
His trained eyes see a million pricks
And I won't now talk of apples and bananas
No more showing of shady bahanas
Plain and simple fruits, take ways criminal
When every lil thing, turns subliminal
Unlit Camels, scented candles
Breed some images, then some scandals
Dear prude ladies,  I am really sorry
This is more than calling a truck a lorry!