Every day before school

 I go outside

And look for Appleberries

I don't know why

But I love their

Pink transparency

I hate the taste

But they're pretty on a plate 

 

The only person I know

To like them is elderly 

And honesty I

Think that she fakes it

To hang out with me

But it's alright 

Because she's kind 

She can eat my appleberries