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Apple Day Celebration
It was a grand Apple Day Celebration, and a lively fun dance. The apples were practically putting themselves to sauce as they prance. Granny Smith slapped Arkansas Black’s wayward hand. The rest of them laughed, and they kicked up the band. Honey Crisp, the most forward tart of them all. Was dressed in a lively gown, and shoes that made tall. She could barely walk in them, and kept stumbling down. She is such a corker, a goof pot, a run-around and a clown! Ginger Gold refused Roma’s advances every inch of the night. He finally gave up and ran off with Delicious, a most awesome sight. They would have darling offspring, tasty and sweet. We do not like to think however, of people who eat. The carnivores are asleep in their beds, as we dance through and through. Johnathan goes home with Golden Delicious a bit after two. Some of us will be made into applesauce, the rest into pie. But until that happens, we dance, we make love and we sigh.
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