Frozen Apples 13 Thursday Mar 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 7 Comments I had some nice, juicy apples to eat, When I ran out of a supply of fresh meat, But someone went and froze, Every darned one of those, And now I’m slumped here in defeat. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Well I supposed this was done to tease the poor bear… or perhaps an exercise. I bet he figured out how to get the apples out! Fun poem!
Thanks Alessa! Great picture, huh?
Awww… poor guy! Very cute poem!
Thanks!
Thanks Suerae!
Poor bear! So cruel. The picture is amazing!
It is!