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Bad Apples
by Jetty Rae
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All these bad apples
Falling of all these trees
I wish that they were lemons
So I'd have something to squeeze
The bad thing about apples
Is that they have seeds
To make more bad apples
To make more bad apple trees
Oh I picked you 'cause you looked good to eat
But you left me bitter, definitely not sweet
'Cause you, you've done an evil thing
Yes you've gone and you've poisoned me
You, led me to believe
That the fruit, the fruit was good on your tree
But all it ever did was make me feel guilty
Oh I don't care if you bake it or you spice it
You slice it or you dice it
I don't care about your leaves
Your fruit is bad anybody can see
I don't care about those things
You'll never give me what I need
Oh I picked you 'cause you looked good to eat
But you left me bitter, definitely not sweet
'Cause you, you've done an evil thing
Yes you've gone and you've poisoned me
You, led me to believe
That the fruit, the fruit was good on your tree
But all it ever did was make me feel guilty
It's true that the apple does not fall far from the tree
I just wish that your bad apple hadn't fallen in front of me
All these bad apples
Falling of all these trees
I wish that they were lemons
So I'd have something to squeeze
The bad thing about apples
Is that they have seeds
To make more bad apples
To make more bad apple trees
Oh I picked you 'cause you looked good to eat
But you left me bitter, definitely not sweet
'Cause you, you've done an evil thing
Yes you've gone and you've poisoned me
You, led me to believe
That the fruit, the fruit was good on your tree
But all it ever did was make me feel guilty
Oh I don't care if you bake it or you spice it
You slice it or you dice it
I don't care about your leaves
Your fruit is bad anybody can see
I don't care about those things
You'll never give me what I need
Oh I picked you 'cause you looked good to eat
But you left me bitter, definitely not sweet
'Cause you, you've done an evil thing
Yes you've gone and you've poisoned me
You, led me to believe
That the fruit, the fruit was good on your tree
But all it ever did was make me feel guilty
It's true that the apple does not fall far from the tree
I just wish that your bad apple hadn't fallen in front of me
