A Boy And An Apple, A Poem By Ahmad Ali Karim

One red apple,
Fell from a tree,
A boy picked it up,
And counted to three.

His friends closed their eyes,
As the boy hid the apple,
They searched for the apple,
But instead they found a grapple.

No one knew what it was,
So they questioned each other,
Then the boy told his friends,
“It belonged to my father.”

Den Apfel

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