Apple's And Apocalypse Poem by Samantha Heron

Apple's are the only thing left
Standing in the way between life and the gods of death
Im their ruler i stand tall
Just once i don't wanna end it all
I feel on top of the world and i don't wanna come down
C'mon my people, spin, spin around
They listen to me and do what i ask
When i die, whats going to happen?
A new ruler will come
I must choose one
because my time is near and i need a sucessor
'I choose you my friend' and my heart beats faster
Because this is a very special friend that i hold close in my heart
Its him, the one who started the Apocalyspe from the start.