The Apple Tree

Way up high in an apple tree

Two little apples smiled down at me
I shook that tree as hard as I could
Down came the apples
M-m-m-m they were good.


If I Were An Apple

If I were an apple
And grew on a tree
I think I'd drop down
On a nice boy like me.
I wouldn't stay there
Giving nobody joy
I'd fall down at once
And say, "Eat me, my boy."



Apples in the attic,
Apples in the hall,
Apples in the summer,
Apples in the fall.
Apples make you healthy.
Apples make you tall.
I will eat some apples,
I will eat them all.


Our Tree

By:Marchette Chute

When spring comes round, our apple tree is very full of flowers,
And when a bird sits on a branch the petals fall in showers.
When summer comes round, our apple tree is very full of green,
And everywhere you look in it there is a leafy screen.
When autumn comes round, our apple tree is full of things to eat
And apples hang from every branch to tumble at our feet.
When winter comes round, our apple tree is full of snow and ice,
And rabbits come to visit it...
We think our tree is nice.


The Apple Star

Take an apple round and red
Don't slice down
Slice through instead
Right inside it you will see
A star as pretty as can be!

Take an apple round and red.
Don't slice down, slice through instead.
Look inside it and you'll see,
A special star for you and me!



A little red apple
Hung high in a tree
I looked up at it
And it looked down at me
"Come down, please" I called
And what do you suppose---
That little red apple
Dropped right on my nose!

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