Fireflies: Poem: The Little Red Apple         

Oct 10, 2012

Poem: The Little Red Apple

A Little Red Apple

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!

Print out, post on the refrigerator door, memorize and recite together!

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