Green Apples

When I was a childI loved to climb to hide inMy special apple treeI'd take my book from the librarySettle in the branches happily.Reach above my head and pluckA smooth and shiny light green orb,Bite a green apple, sour, sour,Sour, tart, pucker your mouth sour.Trickle down your throat juicy,Sour, sour, sweet, good!As good as my... Continue Reading →

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