Apple Picking Is Fun
Apple picking is fun
Like playing games under the sun
Where job is just like a play
And loving hearts can come to stay
Apples red, golden and green
With snack breaks in between
Shiny apples, so bright to see
Their luster shines for you and me
And with the spark of great October
The faded hearts have come together
To rekindle the flames of their love
And plead their love from up above
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