The Orchard

I’m going to orchard
To taste a healthy fruits.
As soon I reached the orchard
By struggling with the heard tendrils.

There I see he colourful fruits
It only haunted me to come often
And to taste and be healthy.

I swallow some fruit
It’s like swallowing a honey
I see, the squirrel lurking
Back tree by eating apple.
I pointed it to seize the squirrel
But it’s ran off in rapid movement.

I thought there the orchard lured
Every living things, itself too.





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