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For An Apple's Sake

I remember, once we had gone to the
Garden of the apple tree,
For you were hungry,
A fruit thus you had to eat,
An apple with your stomach could meet,
And that's what I thought,
To the garden of the apple tree for I had us brought.
But the gardener was stern,
'If you enter I will have you burned'
He said with a big scissor in his hand,
'You should know, lone the tree stands,
So you shall not pick apples from the tree,
For they are not there for free,
It belongs to the king,
And venomous is his sting'.
Hearing the gardener's thought,
Terribly scared I got,
But yet for the sake of the tree,
'An apple must be for free? '
With his scissors towards me he stepped,
But my courage was utterly inept,
So I took three steps back
'I will beat you up like a sack'
He said with a scorching ire,
'Jane, Is your hunger so dire? '
But even before she could nod,
In fear I said, 'You aren't hungry, I know you are not'
So the gardener asked us to run away for free,
And leave behind the apple tree.
Since then I didn't see you face for once,
For repent in my heart I had in tons.
So today with my blue old ink,
I write on a sheet with a blink,
Had I asked the gardener the apple's cost,
Today I wouldn't have you lost.
Shouvik Roy
Tuesday, September 4, 2012

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