This is where I live
We have about apple trees, about five or six
This is what I give
Treats or tricks
This time treats
Every weather the tree meets
Miracle, almost, flourishing fruit in November
About two months and two and a half weeks till Christmas perhaps one to remember
Nuclear family hasn't been too keen on giving
They know which town I'm living
Tha's about it
As the Grateful Dead are hitting a jam legit
Well recently I picked, two red apples
And took a picture as a sample
Faithful narrator says
Good things come to those that wait
Actually that is a proverb
I stole it what the hell
Apples, however, I live here
And the ''vaktmästare'' no one knows how to say that in English, I and him are quite near
So no fear, I feel it's good
Got som food
After ''fläskfilé''
And hey
Isn't that what it's all about
Picking a red apple
And giving a shout