Apple Pie
Mmmm! Melt in my mouth
you flaky apple pie.
You're making me drool,
you're making me cry.
Just a taste
on the tip of my tongue.
Hurry up now,
while i'm still young.
I can smell your aroma
From miles away,
Please give me slice
Or here I will stay.
Copyright © Edward Hill | Year Posted 2010
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