A poem lovely as a tree,
A tree whose branches reach up high,
Whose trunk grows upwards to the sky,
A mighty oak, a lemon tree,
They all are beautiful to me,
A sturdy oak, a rotten log -
Because, you see … I am a dog.
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| I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree, A tree whose branches reach up high, Whose trunk grows upwards to the sky, A mighty oak, a lemon tree, They all are beautiful to me, A sturdy oak, a rotten log - Because, you see … I am a dog. |
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