Little Apple Core

Submitted by Bridget on Thu, 06/02/2011 - 05:47
In a quiet little room
On a fuzzy little floor
Sits a most magnificent
Dirty apple core.   This apple core laughs
At all who pass by,
But when no one is near
It starts to cry.   The reason is plain
No question about it
Keep it quiet though
No need to shout it.   The apple core’s lonely.
It just wants a wife
With an apple-core figure
And shining blue eyes.   She must utterly adore him
And smell quite apple-y
If they have apple-core kids
They’ll live quite happily.   Suppose you and I
Found a female apple-core
Dropped it next to him
And then shut the door   Once the door was shut
We would peek through the crack
And see her on the floor
Laying on her back!   Having fainted from the shock
Of seeing her own kind
So completely desolate
Losing his poor mind.   They would soon fall in love
And what happens next is plain.
The little apple core
Would never want again.
Author's age when written
18
Genre
Poetry
Tags
love
Apples

Comments

Madeline

Thu, 06/02/2011 - 16:29

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I love this one! It made me smile. I could so easily picture the apple core, and his apple core wife and alla that! So cute! :)

Bridget

Fri, 06/03/2011 - 05:38

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Thanks muchly.  I randomly made up the first two verses on the phone, and I wrote the rest after because I promised I would finish it.

Glad you like it - it's one of the sillier things that I've written.

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Sarah

Thu, 06/09/2011 - 06:33

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 That was adorable! It made me laugh out loud as I read it, imagining it happening in my head

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca