Below is the poem entitled The Apple which was written by poet
Goodson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The green of an apple is a forth coming blessing
With its confirmed ripeness our lips begin the pressing
But remember to address it for any worms
Less in thy mouth they wiggle and squirm
For like bleu cheese dressing the experience is quit depressing