Apple Picking

There once was a fall day
(that actually felt like fall)
when a mama lady was feeling pretty darn good.
So she packed up her two sweet munchkins
and drove out to the apple orchard.

While her wee munchkin loved the prospect
of picking apples from the tree and putting them in a bag,
her big munchkin cried because the smooshed apples
that littered the rows bothered her to no end.

So the wee one was happily put to work

And the big one was moved to the center of the row
away from the scary smooshed apples.
Peace was restored.

And they all ate apple cider donuts.

The end.