Oh goodness me, what do I see
An errant kite caught in the tree ?
What shall we do, too high to reach
How can we span this giant breach ?
When I was young I used to climb
These twisted branches all the time
Amazing that I never fell
Yet still have loads of tales to tell.
Though apple trees can’t grow too tall
In fact they seem to be quite small
The limbs all jumbled in a bunch
There’s scarcely room to nibble lunch
I’ll settle for just bread and cheese
Beneath the fragrant apple trees !