Bending under the weight of wholesome prodigality,
Heavy with red lovelies of liquid crunch,
This improbable desert bounty needs props.
Lacking foresight and common sense,
Over-eager to bring forth good-natured fruit,
It ran ahead of its strength.
.
Never mind the obvious result when you
Just put too many apples on one tree.
Maybe some can be spared for that darn rabbit.
Many will fall and ferment.
Maybe the strain will be too much.
.
Next time -- if there is a next time --
Do plan ahead and tally up your apples
Before the buds come on, for goodness’ sake.
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