Red, Juicy, and Crisp
My love.
My life.
My only.
My apple.
Soothing me in the darkest of times, my honey crisp apple. $4:50 a pound for the love I receive. Over priced maybe, but i'd do anything for my baby.
For the love I acquire, I am overwhelmingly dire, for my crisp red apple.
WHAT IS THIS?
SOMETHING TAKING ME AWAY FROM MY GRACIOUS BLISS?
YOU'RE ONLY A RED DELICIOUS! THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!
For now I must go, for you don't have the thing that makes me glow. Goodbye dearest apple, for you aren't the one i'd like to marry in the chapel.
So Adios!
Goodbye!
I'm sure you'll find another guy, you sweet red delicious apple.
