Mr. Apple (A Poem)

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Walking among the apple trees With a smile upon his face. Seems to be very happy. This is his kind of place. His name is Mr. Apple. He's a jovial, gentle soul. He loves to grow his apples. They're lined up from row to row. People pick his apples. They come from miles around. Mr. Apple is thrilled To see his apples homeward bound. Fuji, Delicious, Granny Smith, Golden Delicious, McIntosh, to name a few. Come visit Mr. Apple's farm. He'll be elated to see you.