Linda Beach (Venice, CA)
There was a tree,
a very lonesome tree,
for he had not a friend,
to pretent with and to play with.
Then one day came along a swing,
who wrapped himelf around the tree,
the swing started to sway and play,
the tree was happy for he had a friend.
The tree began to sway and play along with the swing,
along came a child who sat upon the swing,
the swing broke and the child left,
and the tree was alone once again.
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