A small red apple,
with the sun shining off of
the crisp red skin.
Taking a big,
crunching bite.
Yum
Yum
Dee-licious.
Hard and
Crunchy.
Soft and
Chewy.
Wait a second,
soft and chewy?
Yuk!
A little green worm,
about an
inch long.
Crawling out
of the little red apple.
Good thing I noticed.
A minute or so later,
all that remains is a
core.
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This is a grete poem! I liked tha Yuk! worm part!