Apple Poem by Stef Lynn

Juicy, tasty, sweet.
I go to find and pick an apple and then we meet.
Color is red and smell is good.
I wonder if I could have all the apples, maybe I could.

Dear apple, look at what you see.
Look out and see what you became to be.
You came out to be the electronical Apple company that people adore.
You have Ipod Touches, Ipod Nanos, Ipod Shuffels, and so much more.

Apple, you are a clothing brand that I wear.
When I put you on, I do show care.
You became famous in 'Snow White'.
When she ate you, she wanted more apples in her sight.

Now the best apple is the edible one.
When I eat you I can't resit you, I just have another one.
Apple you come in so many shapes, colors and names.
Apple you became out to be fame.