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The Red Apple
A is for the red apple hanging high up in the tree where I await for the
Breeze to blow it down to me. Its
Calling my name. Oh how
Delicious this apple seems to be. As it sits there
Each and everyday.
Finally I
Give up and shout
"Help! Please won't someone help me!
I can't reach that apple!" I
jump jump and jump. but its to of no use.
K is for kicking which I do to the Tree
Leaving my foot pounding in pain.
My desire for it grows.
NOTHING shall keep me from it.
Outbursting into tears, I slump to the ground crying.
Passerbys give me
Queer looks as they walk away from me. but oh how
Red that apple seems to be!
So slick and shiny as it sits there
TAUNTING ME!
Undying is my need for a bite
V is for the valiant hero to climb!
Who would ever dare to climb?!?
X is for the extra for Him and me. but
Yearning I still stand under the swaying tree to take a bite out of the
Zesty Red Apple taunting me.
