John Paul Butler

Rookie - 0 Points (1974 - / Douglas, Isle of Man)

The Big Apple In My Throat - Poem by John Paul Butler

I was bitten by the big apple
I was bitten to my core
Now it's the apple of my eye
Now it's the apple of much more
Now it's the apple in my throat
When it chokes I could die
And it's the apple of my gut
When it reacts then so do I

Sank my teeth into the big apple
And the life contained within
Sank my teeth into the big apple
Felt a bite in my own skin
And 'cause I'd bitten the big apple
Took a piece alive and free
'Cause I'd bitten the big apple
Is that the reason it bit me?


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 13, 2011


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