Women are like apples

Women Are Like Apples
by James Ebb Huggins, Jr.

Women are like apples - decorating an apple tree.
The sweeter ones are at the top - for all the men to see.
Some of the men fear reaching - for the riper ones at the top,
Fearing they might fall to the ground - with a gigantic flop.
They often search among less sweeter ones - scattered all around,
Hoping to find a compatible mate - laying on the ground.

The apples on the ground - are as happy as can be,
Having all the men - flurrying around for them to see.
The sweeter ones at the top - think that something is wrong,
Not having men strutting about - with a mating song.
So they improvise a way to stand out - to encourage the right one's embraces,
By wearing tight fitting jeans - and painting up their faces.
So when it's apple picking time - and sweet apples are found high and low
Cherish the apple fate has made for you - and by God's Grace may your love glow.

I can't figure out what that rhyme even means.

The sweeter ones are at the top and the men fear reaching them. Therefore the ones at the top must be the 'most' desirable to men?

if they are the more desirable, why would they have to dress up as tarts to try and appeal to men..??

I don't get it??