Succulence
They’re beautiful, delicious, and round,
and come from a tree growing in the ground.
“What could it be?” you might want to say,
but I’m not easily just going to give it away!
They’re juicy, crisp, and refreshing,
and biting into one makes me want to start dancing.
Ambrosia, mutsu, braeburn, and macoun –
certainly none of these were known by Daniel Boone!
Sweet or sour, dark or light,
you’ve got to find the one that’s just right.
They can be baked into savory, golden-brown pies,
and to say I’m not obsessed would be to tell lies!
By now you may have already guessed,
that at writing riddles I am not the best.
It’s bold to write a poem about fruit that’s so enthusiastic,
but to say the least, apples are simply fantastic!
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