Congratulations!
Chep Lak Gong from Ruritania of Cyberia received this original pastel drawing, for his winning poem.

My head is carved from nectarine,
My mouth is skin from plum.
My pose prevents you seeing
That a mango forms my bum.

I'm bald as a banana,
My armpit's passion-pulp.
My eyes have locked together
'Cause I'm midway through a gulp.

Fructorial confusion, me:
My mind's a crazy salad.
My sorrow sprouts from my despair
And germinates this ballad.

Does she? Doesn't she? Are we twain?
Will she? Will she not?
My forehead's hotter than a vat
Of boiling apricot.

And this explains my thoughtful pose
(Depicted here above)
I'm clearly planning how to mash
My vegetable love.

Winners. Competition.