Here is a poem about figs I found on http://www.floridata.com/ref/f/ficus_c.cfm written by Jack Scheper from Tallahassee, Florida!
the fabulous fresh fig
has made me a pig
a summertime treat
so succulent and sweet
that is eaten so neatly
and devoured completely
'cause no pits will be found
nor core to bite 'round
so gorge just like pigs
on fabulous fresh figs
but remember to share
with birds who are scared
of snakes in the trees
eating all birds they see
and you also must share
with wasps so beware
and even with bear
but that would be rare
they're easy to grow
there's little to know
cut a twig from the neighbor's
and with minimal labor
stick the twig in the ground
and water it down
it will soon make roots
growing green shoots
then wait a few years
after which you will cheer
as you eat fresh fig fruit
grown from your own shoot
you'll know what i mean
as you wipe your mouth clean
that the fabulous fig
has made you a pig