Poised Apple

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[Verse 1] She wears a satin ribbon, keeps her chin up high A little red perfection with a practiced side-eye The jack-o’-lantern asks her if she’s scared of the night She checks her little mirror: “My stem’s sitting right.” [Pre-Chorus] The bats make room when she walks through the door Even the ghosts mind their manners on the floor [Chorus] Poised apple, queen of the harvest ball Not a bruise, not a wobble, not a crack at all While the monsters go wild and the cobwebs fall She gives one cool curtsy and outshines them all Poised apple, dressed in crimson and gold Too composed to be spooked, too polished to fold [Verse 2] She glides past the cauldron like she owns the place With a leaf tucked neatly by her impeccable face A vampire says, “Darling, could I have a bite?” She smiles: “Ask tomorrow. I’m booked tonight.” [Pre-Chorus] The skeletons straighten when she passes by The witches stop cackling; they don’t ask why [Chorus] Poised apple, queen of the harvest ball Not a bruise, not a wobble, not a crack at all While the monsters go wild and the cobwebs fall She gives one cool curtsy and outshines them all Poised apple, dressed in crimson and gold Too composed to be spooked, too polished to fold [Bridge] Midnight strikes, the old clock shakes She doesn’t flinch when the whole room quakes One tiny bow, then she turns to go “Goodnight, dear creatures. Keep it tasteful, though.” [Final Chorus] Poised apple, queen of the harvest ball Not a bruise, not a wobble, not a crack at all When the moon slips down and the crows call She’s still picture-perfect, still ruling them all Poised apple, dressed in crimson and gold Too composed to be spooked, too polished to fold [Outro] A perfect little curtsy And she’s gone before the dawn