There was a legendary apple tree at the center of town,
given by the gods to grant wishes to the villagers.
There were thousands of apples,
but no apple would fall out.
The tree only gives a single apple to each
under any circumstance, none must eat another.
anyone who attempts will meet an ill fate,
so horrid their own lives they may take.
A man came and looked up to see
so many apples on the tree,
All were red, shiny and round.
"I wonder which one's for me?" he said.
One fell and rolled to his feet,
he picked it up and started to eat.
But there were other apples that started to fall,
each one looking more tempting as the other.
By gluttony, the man threw the apple on hand,
and picked up the ripest looking apple on the land.
He took a bite and saw,
vile worms and maggots, spoiled and gross.
He died three days later,
due to the curse of the Apple Tree,
It was a warning to man
Better is not satisfaction guaranteed.