Apples of the earth
Unite in passion and
Without any form of fashion
Circling the block or
Walking the walk
Apples of the earth unite!
No longer will orange be
Both color and fruit
Prancing along in un-rhyme-able portaitures
Naked against the peach sun sky falling
Beyond land charts and potential stagnancies
Apples of the earth unite
In constant depth and contrasting
The sharp fine points with dull, dull, dull and
Folded or printed in honor of
The staple’s place in forming
A piece of the face presented to be un-judged
To be the cover or the skin or
The dirt covering the apples of the earth
United in their underground hideout
Staunchly ignoring the call of the farmer and
The inevitable poking and peeling of skin and
Poking with nails and
Poking with forks and
Covering in butter
As the United Apples of the Earth
Gather in union with salt and butter and hot
Straight out of the oven
APPLES OF THE EARTH UNITE!
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