Teethmarks included. Funny as usual.

Too funny! Well done, Michael. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Horse apples! All I can get from the road is roadkill, Yum Yum.

Ron

Heh.Heh . . . I've eaten my share of "Road Apples," Michael. Not! Funny.

This was funny Michael but it also reminds me of a piece I wrote about the importance of apples during the Great Depression. Why they called it Great is beyond me. Anyway, as you probably know apples were picked and sold to make money or to barter for other fruits and vegetables. However, an unbruized prized apple or an orange would be a Christmas present for a little child. Can you imagine that? Try giving THAT to a kid today! Ha!Ha! LOL

An apple a day keeps the doctor away__ or maybe not. Love
your style.

So you're selling "road apples",
Bet they coming from you quite dapple,
This short poem made me hilariously cackle,
I would rather to collect not from a horse but a camel...:) -e-

Do you follow with a pooper scooper? Good one, Michael!!

Love ya!

Jane

Were those really road apples that you've picked up after the horse? Hmmm...

Sandie

I eat apples all year round, even here in the desert, but "road apples" are the best, especially those New England mackintosh apples that we used to get in farms outside of Boston. Thanks for reminding me in this season of autumn.

hahahahaha get it!!