Hi, this is my entry to the Halloween Story FF contest from the forums. As you can tell I haven't been writing lately, sorry about that. Anyway I hope you enjoy this poem and hope I don't do this kind of thing all the time.
An Apple A Day
One Apple, Two Apple, Red Apple, White Apple.
One in the hand of a pure goddess, the other in the hands of a vile demon.
Slurp, munch, crunch. They began eating the apples for lunch.
Ripping the skin and devouring the core, the apples ejected their sweet juices until they were sore.
Once they finished they discarded the apples like trash, several moments of enjoyment costing a mere few slips of cash.
Stripped of their former beauty the red and white apples wept for good reason, as they were held captive inside a dark gray prison.
One of the apples was a simple fruit bred to serve its purpose, the other however was a young girl forced to serve every demand of the owner who purchased her.
Now tell me, dear reader, who had which apple?