The Song Contest

The song contests I came across an apple tree it looked like a child’s idea of this type of tree, big red apples and a blue sky; when I realized I do not like big red apples have farinaceous and taste like they were dreaming of becoming potatoes and not picked at by bird. I joined my wife she was watching the final Of a song contest, the finalist were two women. One was buxom and belted out a song with full voice the other one sang sweetly like opening the window and letting a songbird and sunlight in. The ample woman won, but we loved the sweet one.