If my apple tree could grow one <br />I’d stand there on guard duty <br />To stop the scrumpers scrumping <br />From my tree now very fruity <br /> <br />I’d watch it in the daytime <br />Keep an eye on it at night <br />I’d never go too far away <br />To keep my fruit in sight <br /> <br />In midday sun I’d water it <br />If hot I’d give it shades <br />And when my back is burning <br />Stay there till sunlight fade’s <br /> <br />If an apple grew on my tree <br />Getting nothing but the best <br />Till it grew so large and fruity <br />Looking nothing like the rest <br /> <br />When it ripened off I’d bite it <br />But if I should see a grub <br />I’d forget the flipping apples <br />And spend more time down the pub <br /> <br /> <br />© 2008 David Threadgold <br />Rambling Riddles & Rhymes<br /><br />David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/5-just-an-apple/
