We all run to the apple trees.

We pick small and big apples.

There are apples that fall off the trees.

I call out,” I got lots of apples!”

We eat lots of apples.

Some of the apples get baked in a pie.

We call Grandma to tell her.

Soon all the apples will be gone!

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