I plant it just like
Any other seed
That you see
In a open field
I go back everyday
To watch it grow
T take it water to
Help it everyday
At the end of the
Summer it had not
Grown at all so I
Abandon it
A man on T.V.
Was saying he
Saw it out of
His window
There it was my
Tree the great
Jellybean tree
Standing tall for
All to see in that
Field over there
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