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Blowin' Trees
Of me you ask
If I like trees
The answer is
I love to breathe!
I like them on
The forest floor
Plant them plant them
Then plant some more
I love the swings
That hang from trees
I love to eat them
In brownies
I use them to
Hide from the sun
I steal a kiss
With each shotgun
I carve our names
Into their bark
We gather 'round
The lighter's spark
We lay within
Their shaded grass
With serenades
Of puff, puff, pass
From some trees
Our apples grow
And from those apples
The smoke shall flow
So do I like
A world of trees?
I love them in all
Varieties.
