Let's us all of us
Look at the apples
High up in the tree
What they are
They doing up there
Shriveled and disguised
Drowning in this is desolate
A headline they like
Just for an excuse
Relishing in reasons
Just out of grasp
Drought and no dough
The squirrel wastes time
Waiting is our heritage
As american as pie
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