Tree Money
By Mother Goose
They cry too
They feel too
We don’t care
We want them bare
Kicked in the knee
They fall to the ground
They shout in glee
Because of the money
Taken away, they don’t know
Clueless at last
They’ll never come back
It’s now in the past
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