Once in a jungle dense
Trees held a conference
To find a solution for
The man’s diffidence
The eldest one there told
Man has become too bold
Cutting us more and more
Without any fear of scold
What must be the solution
Should we pass resolution
So that we can stop his
Ever growing temptation
Came ahead a saintly tree
So selfish we can not be
We are born to give life
What though if he not see
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