I got a request from a certain teacher to make this poem. This time it is going to make a poem about apples. Yes, apples. I needed to think about the properties of apples. They are a generic type of fruit. So this is what inspired me to make this poem. So here it is.
The apple
Crispy and soft
Lovely taste
Many of the same category
Millions are grown
Looks like they have no individuality
Look past that
Look at the 7,500
Different kinds of apples
Though they are all different types
They all are apples.
Crispy and soft
If the big macintosh is Ms. Haseltine’s apple what is your apple?