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