He started out as a baby seed
They dug a hole and planted him in the ground,
He grew and grew without making a sound.
He grew so tall that people began to read
Under his long branches, but no one took the lead.
At the end of the branch something began to pound
Out came an apple, oh so round.
The boy saw his apple and it was a need,
The tree said “Boy don’t take my baby.”
“But sir, he looks so good and such a delight.”
The boy’s mom came and was such a nice lady
“Please tree, please give us your apple without a fight.”
The tree knew it was time to say goodbye
All he could do now was move his branches and cry.
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