Oh no, screamed the seeds! You have removed my black coat! I don’t like your crunching you greedy fool! I know it’s summer and you love your vacation, but those black seeds are my inner feelings and plain ole guts!
Stop bemoaning your fate my friend. The seeds are not everything. My spring green comfort bathes you in serenity. I’m your cover, confidante, companion. My juices flow ever so slowly with a tart of a twist. I’m the bigger portion of your life.
Not so, said the skin. Rub my furry skin and get your exfoliation on, baby. I’m the big gun, because without me neither of you would exist. I camouflage and protect like none other. I’m the beauty to behold, and don’t you forget it!!