Picture Perfect
I sunk my teeth in
And chomped loudly
I pulled away
juice dribbling down my chin
My macintosh apple
Red as a rose
Sweet as sugar
Juicy like an orange
Shiny like lip gloss
Deformed like a blob
Crunched like chips
Perfect as a picture
Tasted like Heaven
My perfect little apple
Reminds me of the
Great things our planet
Has to offer...
Just like our own little Heaven
We just have to look a little harder
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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