Trees
I am the one who supports ur life
Still u cut me with a big knife!
I give u fruits shade and wood
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There was a young man from Mumbai
He has really came from the Dubai
He was having a flute
With which he was looking so cute
...
A perfect world is full of peace
Which is not distributed in many piece
Where there is no one sad
No one needs to be in hospitals beds
...
Trees
Trees
I am the one who supports ur life
Still u cut me with a big knife!
I give u fruits shade and wood
Still u be that rude
I don't care how u treats me and
HOW U SHOULd
I helped u now its ur turn to give a hand
And I need ur help I plea
my leaves are falling and
My branches are down towards knee
I don't care how u treat me and
HOW U SHOULD