Fall apple fall
Oh how my tree stands tall
It drops these beautiful shiny red balls

My tree stands great
So what if it hasn't bloomed as of late
My lovely tree has given me a beautiful fate

My tree has started to mummer
It has not bloomed for two summers
It has made my life a bummer

The tree has infected
I was told to have the tree dissected
The tree has given me its message

"My innards have made my appearance frail"
"My oak has become stale"
"I was so lucky to be your first steps for holding onto the rail"