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| I think that I shall never see A poem as lovely as a tree. A tree is full of God's great glory. A poem, now that's another story. Some poems are written in blank verse, While some may rhyme and still be worse. The uses of a tree are many Alive or dead it's worth more than a penny. A poem, alive or dead Is hardly worth a crust of bread. Joyce Kilmer immortalized the tree, While poems are made by fools like him and me. |
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