A fine apple tree

I planted a fine apple tree; in my backyard

And wore those pink blommars

In my hair 

For apple is my life: so 

I withstand hard, 

By the way; I felt my neighbour's sad heart, 

Then I grant him a young shoot, thank God....

I would wear, these pink blommers in my hair, 

I planted a chesnut in my little lawn, am fond- 

Of fairy things; and merry sings at rosy-dawn

Aye! my neighbour; has a chid with such a song....

I do never like; that he should suffer wrong 

Then I gave him a sweet chestnut shoot,

That have calmed his tongue 

the neighbour,

Was awe,Taki Khan: who lived alley off.

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