Women Are Apples - Men Are Wine

H Herbert Nehrlich Herbert Nehrlich
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Oh women, you apples on trees! Only courted by honey bees The best of you are at the top few men have the guts to climb up. The fear of them falling to ground and staying there, never be found. So many look under the tree pick the fallen ones only to see that the ones at the top are in wait for the right one to come, not too late. But the courage required to climb and the journey that takes so much time and the fear of a slip are the reasons they skip the best apples so high on their own, (No bad apples are ever alone) . And men, you delectable grapes come in sizes, surprises and shapes. While you dream of a romp it's the women who stomp all the crap out of you, nasty sinner only then will they take you to dinner. With some patience and skill they eventually will make the grapes of you men in to wine then to take some small sips with their ruby red lips let you mumble the words 'you are mine'.

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