Apple pie

Apple Pie

Korean

Maroon 5

Spiderman

Apple Pie

They are old,

They are steeped in History,

They have been conquered,

They have conquered,

Their land,

Is that land,

People have fought over,

Countries have warred over,

It is the one land,

That people want the most,

It is that one land,

That stands out amongst the rest,

It is that one land,

That people flock to,

Yet,

It is that one land,

That people find hard to escape,

Their men,

Are strong and tough,

Yet,

Their facial features,

That body,

Painting a story,

Are something,

Not to be written about,

However,

Its not all bad news,

That typhoon hasn’t hit,

Not just yet,

Those women,

Oh My God,

Wow!

Those women,

Leave stories,

Of broken hearts,

Of opportunities missed,

Of a life wanted,

In their warm embrace,

Those women,

Are the reason why,

So many wars,

Were made,

And so many wars,

Were lost,

Those women,

Those apples,

In every man’s eyes,

Their long black hair,

Their soft brown skin,

Their skinny peach lips,

Their tight,

Fit

Bodies,

Those women,

Are the reason,

Why every man smiles,

When they are near,

Why every man,

Knows in his heart,

That all he wants

For Christmas is them,

They,

Stand tall,

They stand proud,

They work like a miner,

Deep within the earth,

Yet,

They receive a pittance,

Like a Mcdonalds,

Team member,

Their life,

In those concrete cages,

Is little to be desired,

Unless it be,

Out on those mountain tops,

Singing with the rain,

In the weekends,

Unless it be,

Hanging,

With their mates,

Sitting around,

That BBQ table,

Eating samgoebsal,

Or devouring pajeon,

Swigging maekoli,

Shotting soju,

They are a strong,

Resolute people,

Who want to be anywhere,

But there,

Yet,

Those women,

Wow,

Oh My God!

What a delight!

She’s a beauty queen,

She moves like Mick Jagger,

She will be loved,

She feels beautiful,

He doesn’t mind spending every day,

Out in the rain waiting for her,

He waits to catch her,

His arms open wide,

He doesn’t mind waiting for her,

He doesn’t mind the rain,

He doesn’t mind,

Waiting,

For her,

Dancing like Mick Jagger,

His legs,

Grooving,

His body,

Shaking,

His arms,

Flying,

Taking off,

To a new generation,

She dreams,

Of just him,

And her,

Together,

Shifting gears,

Going like this,

Going like that,

Her hair,

Moving through the air,

She wants know,

How to make him smile,

Head to toe,

She wants to know,

How to make him smile,

From ear to ear,

And, it makes her wonder,

If,

She could find,

That one,

Just like him.

Batman,

He’s got his machines,

He can fly high,

And dive deep,

He can,

Call on his old mate,

Mr Wayne,

Throwing a few more dollars,

Into his cave,

Superman,

He can stare you down,

See through you,

See what you’re thinking,

Call on his old mate Mr Kent,

Reaching for his glasses,

Majestically,

Getting the latest daily inside gossip,

On the planet,

Ah,

But these guys,

They are just boys,

They’re not like,

That one,

That true hero,

Who, didn’t choose,

Who didn’t have spare time,

Who didn’t have a dime,

That hero,

Chose him,

Knew,

That this was the one,

The true hero,

No plastic to be had here,

That bite,

Transformed,

And grew,

A seed,

Into a tree,

No special gadgets required here,

No space journeys here,

Just him,

And his webbed ways,

Lightning speed,

A gallant brain,

A choice,

Not wanted,

But,

Taken,

When,

That poor old man,

Was shot,

Outside his car,

On that rainy day,

He is to the rest of us,

That hero,

Who is truly self made,

That hero,

Girl cry over,

And men,

Fume over,

All dressed up,

In red and black,

His biceps rippling out,

He is that hero,

With his camera,

Like Kodak,

Brilliantly,

Capturing that,

Magic moment,

Brilliantly capturing,

Those hearts,

With his daring deeds,

Brilliantly,

Capturing,

That magic moment,

Returning to his Aunty’s house,

Just in time for apple pie.