an apple please
An apple please the eager three-year- old said.
She loved the look of the fruit, all round and red.
It won’t hurt her at all, so go ahead.
Said the willows in the woods, she’ll be well fed.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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