Granny Smith - Poem by albot george
It’s sweet and tart and so good to eat
Its plump and its round but still what a treat
So soft and ripe and a reddish pink
So sweet to taste and nice to drink
So what I can do is lay and wait until it falls
To except her sweet cider as my hunger calls
And of this fruit shall I eat the core
Or will that make me crave so much more
Eat the core hope you can
Remember what comes next! ! !
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