19 February 2013
Oh! To have an apple Now that's all is drear, One that is not dappled, With mouldy bits everywhere. One that tastes like cider sweet, Not of mousetails,dust, or wood. One that is scrumptiously complete Oh that i only could!
To find a true blue apple Miles- I'd travel dozens, To taste some sweet sapple, Guzzle 'em with my cousins, Would it cost ten pennies Twenty or even more, I must find that perfect apple Thought it would leave me poor.
Sweet or tart Crisp to the heart, Lead me to your apple cart
Apple Oh Apple • Opuss № I