Apples and Trees...

When Henry was four years old, his Pops told him a joke:

Pops: Henry, what's worse than finding a worm in your apple?
Henry: What?
Pops: Finding half a worm.
Henry: (pause) What worm?

Pops laughed way harder than Henry at that one, and every time in the re-telling.

Henry brought home all of his writings from fifth grade this past week and shared his poem about Apples:

Apples grow on trees and hope for no bees!
When as apple is a home for a worm, the apple is not so firm!
Apples need a wash, or you'll definitely say, "Gosh!"
Don't get the ones that are nasty, and mean; get the ones that are definitely seen clean.
If you eat the stem, it's the same thing as a tree limb!
If you only eat the outside, you won't have cried.
And be careful, they can be nasty inside!


I feel properly warned on how to search for and eat a clean apple...with no half worm inside.