Musings On The Juice Poem by Michael Witkowski

I am learned
i recite Zeus
Agrippa, Homer
Anaximandros
Persephone
drying the earth
in summer by
climbing down
into the Hades
where Hades
lures her with
juicy grenadine
oh nor for keeps
juice means fraud
I have the juice
I am the juiciet juice
Juice feeds the telly
Juice enblazes
the incandescent lamp
Juice kills, juice fries
long live the juice
out of the Tetrapak
we habe juice inside
Noone dreamt up
a Humanfruit-squeezer yet
What do humanfruit
kernels look like?