Apple..Buy And Sell Poem by Judith Kempis

A round green or red skin fruit
The flesh inside is pure white
With tiny seeds at the center-part
That sometimes fools someones heart.
A fruit that sometimes tempts you
By its color which attracts your view
Just in a glance made a psycho
Then ask how much per kilo
Even if there is already a price.
But now clients are very wise
They would never buy without a try
If don't match to their type
Rather choose different kind.
The vendor once wonder why
His fellow also selling alike
Some were sold and some left
And the remain in box they kept
For tomorrow would be fresh and new.
What really an apple has?
You would never knew what it was
Unless you chew and take a bite
Then decide if you buy right.
Apples have different kind
Some are foamy and some crunchy
There are those tender juicy
But some are sour and some sweetly.
Check the apple once you've got
Because sometimes outside is good
When it peeled, inside is rot.
vice versa