Apples

One little apple on a tree,

Two apples for you and me,

Three apples by the door,

And four apples on the floor.

The apples are good and sweet.

Can you count them all, Pete?

Apples

«Yellow apples,

Brown and red

Are good for my teeth,»

Says little Fred.

Ripe apples

Look, in the garden

Ripe apples come down!

Down, down, down,

Red, yellow, brown,

Ripe apples come down!

What I like

«I like milk and bread,»

Says little Fred.

«I like tea and jam,»

Says little Sam.

I like to eat

«Tell me, little Pete,

What you like to eat.»

«Well, I like to eat

What is good and sweet.»