The Bermondsey Pomme
by Elise Harter

Here's a poem I wrote for my lovely god-daughter's 2nd birthday. The poem is entitled "The Bermondsey Pomme" as both my god-daughter, Xanthe, and Richard Cox, who grew the first Cox's tree (in Buckinghamshire) in 1825 are Bermondsey folk. I hope you enjoy this little A-Z of apples: a sign that variety and apples just might be the spice of life!

A is for apple, so rosy and round,
B is for Buckingham, where coxes are found.
C is for cox, the Bermondsey pomme,
And D for Discovery. Who knows where that's from?
E is for Empire, which hails from New York,
But the Elstar and Enterprise generate talk.
F is for Fortune, a hybrid cox, and
G is for Gala. From New Zealand it docks.
The Howgate Wonder makes lots of juice,
And the Idared apple can long be kept loose.
J's for James Grieves, which you must eat quite fast,
and K for Knobbed Russet, which tend not to last.
L is for Liberty: tough on disease,
and M is for McIntosh, which can live through the freeze.
N's Newton Wonder: a very good cooker,
and O, Ozark Gold, which is quite a looker!
Peasgood's Nonsuch is a very big fruit,
Quite a weight, I assure you. As heavy as loot!
R's for Rome's Beauty, which is rounded and red,
S for Snow Apple. Used for cider, it's said.
T is for Topaz, a fruit from the East,
Urbane is Vista Bella, unknown to most beast.
The Warner's King's an apple to cook.
Xanthe could store them; in some dark nook,
And the Yeovil Sour, she could use to make cider...
"ZZZZZZ", snored Xanthe, many apples beside her.

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