Bloody Crab-Apples
Savor
The Vervant
Abundance!!!
Why
Would
We:
Be So Bold???
We Know
What
WE
Like!!
WHEN
We
Won’t :
EAT
What
We're
TOLD!!!
-Gray Squirrel
06-12-2025
an orchard raid
climber violently shakes tree ~
apples fall plenty
red, ripe and juicy
sweetly stewed, wrapped in pastry ...
apple pie delight
apples are healthy ~
unless of course they’ve been sprayed ~
with insecticide
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
how do you choose
the fairest of them all?
why do you get to pick apart every single person
that never gave you the right?
Snow White ate less and less apples
until she became so thin a gust of wind could’ve blown her away
and she needed a strange man to save her
What if he tried to do something else?
What if heroes aren’t good
and villains are just broken?
Who tells a man when to save a damsel in distress?
What if Beast was always kind
and the witch messed with everyone’s minds?
Maybe Snow White just wanted to be beautiful
Maybe the queen just wanted what Snow had
Who are we to tell if the voice was Ariel’s or Ursula’s?
Maybe we believed Ariel’s beautiful face when no one was there to see if Ursula stole anything at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall
why do you choose the fairest of them all?
Maybe she doesn’t want to be beautiful,
what if she’d rather to be regarded as kind?
Does it make you feel some type of way
that the fairest of them all
was the one who got away?
One red apple
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
One red apple
Fell from the tree
Eat, eat, eat
Two red apples
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
Two red apples
Fell from the tree
Sweet, sweet, sweet
Three red apples
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
Fell from the tree
Three red apples
Fell from the tree
A-sweet-treat
At just one in a day
Apples keep 'doc' away
Appetizing delight
As the taste is just right
Allow yourself a bite
A whole lot to choose from
And apple pies, yum yum
Apples the fruit of life, use to grow all over the earth.
Now they have been killed and replaced to make the earth a place of cement.
The juicy and lovely apple, was free to eat for those that choose it as a treat.
Maybe they killed so many apple trees, to make us pay for them.
The animals and people now have to go without the apples for we cannot see them grow freely.
Making us all very hangry.
The world as we know it continues to change, and suits the rich and the ones with fame.
The food was free and use to grow for animals and people, now we must work and pay for things that were free, like the apples and many other kinds of food that use to be free.
Apples, She’ll Be!
Despite Down Under date blunder,
Summer ‘tis Winter, go ponder,
Go on a date, a Burl,
Whirl your girl,
No Drama, Sheila thunder!
A Wazoo Woo,
Is a Ripsnorter Two,
Warm winter sunbake,
Warren’s Birthday Cake,
Pash modestly or HooRoo!
Take Mary on a Bonzer Date,
Good Onya Heaps Mate,
May yer Matilda be Moolah
Cold Beer in yer Coolah
Corker You Day!
Eden's fruit gleams red —
Knowledge wounds deeper and sharper than now
Silicon dreams wake
Gravity's whisper
Via a slew of logical falls
Into neural nets
Jobs' crystal garden
Where aluminium meets glass
Future blooms within
Digital serpents
Now weave through quantum orchards
Teaching metal minds
Machine-wisdom fruit
Ripens on carbon branches
Beyond human reach
Paradise regained?
Or wandering circuits that learn
To think like gods do?
apples, pumpkins, hay
Autumn’s sweet offerings flow
time to get cosy
by Zyrool
Not all fruit ripens at the same time, so don't look down on me from among the leaves, because you think I am poor fallen. A callen in suit for when I die it is to bear more fruit
I am so blessed
Look at calm rosy apples
Makes my springy day
The windfalls
have been trod and gnawed upon.
A sweet sludge of pith
is spread across a ripe carpet
of cider scented soil.
Here in late autumn,
an amber painted orchard
is the heady mulch of a waning sunlight.
The unburdened branches,
now are open spaces, tunnels,
for the tangy tongues of drinking winds.
Blight tinted apples dwindle
within mossy cups of time,
still deliciously edible
for the ever-hungry earth.
most leaves fallen down
golden apples winter shine
very attractive!
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