The
apples on the tree
The
swing along with the wind
The
bad apples will flow along
What
else is new in this world?
The
horses gallop by
Pick
the ripe and good apples
Leaving
the bad hanging
Let
the wind blow it down
Even
the fruit pickers ignore
The
bad apples hanging on the branches
They
don't want to waste time
They
think of the good apples
By
now we have learned
Why
the bad always get the attention
Why
the newspapers enjoy writing about them
It
brings the stories; say it in different landscapes
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