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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required the apple tree greed the apple tree greed he has an apple a green apple he is the only person in this room with a green apple suppose suppose NOW he has MORE of those at home WHY he has a GREEN APPLE tree In his backyard no WAIT He has a vineyard behind his chapeau And he makes green apple wine And he sells it to the BOONES FARM people And they make BOONES FARM green apple wine And the whole city is soon sick The children ralf and barf and ralf again There is no more end to the men Drinking all the green apple wine To make this ONE person rich He never offered me any of his wine Eyes never drink of alcoholic beverage Eye have juices and tea and a soda please I'm just full of good intentions Picking green apples in my mind and eating way too many Having a green apple with mye lunch of poetical decay WAIT he left and YES he took the green apple core with him Not leaving me a bite not wanting me to taste the pleasure of his mite. Why eye understand him greedy is his name the green apple hoarder has so many apples now his wine cellar is so full and his larders aer so rich he does save the stems and seeds to plant again in ground so rich and he chews on this green apple while he watches MTV in selfish hedonistacal revenge while eye have no green apple stuck between my teeth OH bliss oh strang decay my teeth at least aer happier today he took the core away he left me all alone im appleless today im happier to say no song is being sung of little apples of the green variety been hung oh see the tree how big its grown the apples have been lost too long and they fall in misery from branches of decay to rot to rot to rot upon the vineyard floor there is no apple wine no more the green variety is gone they drink it only read and red is the color of the wine in cups so full of color there in plates so heaped of agony with applesauces vailiantly piled higher then the sky.
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