An apple fell from a tree
Because of gravity,
Then it ended upon the earth
Soon, it will begin its rebirth.
A crow fell from the sky
Where it did die,
Then it landed upon the ground
No functionality found.
Soon a tree will grow
From the apple it's seeds did sow,
And soon corn will thrive
From the crow which is not alive.
Randy L. McClave
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