Season of apples

its the season of apples
its the year of ripples
its the match of the town
to the line of the run-down
its march, its April
its Easter
i don't know where
but then whenever its thanksgiving
Santa is out of town
but its still Christmas
the year says goodbye
2014 kicks in
and we are back here
the day when i write this very speech
with just  a few twisted notes
in many a different word
for the same world.