Up to my eyes....

Up to my eyes!

I'm up to my eyes

In apple pies

And apple sauce

Of course!

My eyes open wider

With fermenting apple cider.

Am feeling humble

But mustn't grumble;

There are so many types

Of those that are ripe

And another helping

Of apple crumble.

Stewed, brewed,

Baked, caked

Flanned, canned,

And jammed!

Chutney! Fuck me! - there are too many!

(And didn't even ask for any!)

Frittered, turned over,

Some left over

Freezer full - not planned.

Apples and mustard

Pork chops with custard

Feeling flustered.

Apple juice

Apple wine

Feeling fine

Apple dine

Apple time!

Apple surprise

Apple disguise!

Apple peel...

My eyes feel

Even more wider

Drinking apple cider.

One for the road;

One in my abode;

One for the ride;

Feeling tired.

Everything's blurry

Speaking slurry

Topsy turvy.....

Inspired by John

Copyright Linda Lawrence

25th September 2011