You are my apple king
i love you to your core
I love your rounded apple cheeks
And your tender age of four
Your dark shining eyes
Like little apple pips
The cheeky grin that you let slip
from your sweet rosey lips
You like the female breeds
Pink ladies, granny smiths
The sweetness of a braebern
Is what you're content with
Straight from the tree
Or from the shelf
Or from a bowl or box
Three a day
You munch and crunch
My little British ***
Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 5:08 PM UTC
You are my apple king
i love you to your core
I love your rounded apple cheeks
And your tender age of four
Your dark shining eyes
Like little apple pips
The cheeky grin that you let slip
from your sweet rosey lips
You like the female breeds
Pink ladies, granny smiths
The sweetness of a braebern
Is what you're content with
Straight from the tree
Or from the shelf
Or from a bowl or box
Three a day
You munch and crunch
My little British ***
A poem about my little boy Natty
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSMYYoEgIVI
here is the recital! x
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