Happy Tree - Poem by dong123321 4931
Winter cold breeze,
The hand of Tree shakes as the wind blew.
So cold tree turn icy blue,
under blue moon night.
Have a home to keep me dream.
Sweet as white cream,
So sad Tree.
I want Tree to be as happy as me,
Take my puffy blanket,
Roll Treedy like a sushi roll.
Good dream, creamy Tree.
My happy Tree.
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