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a weird silly poem...don't ask |
| At the tree where the purple bird sings And where the monkey’s tail rings Under the pile of gems and diamonds feet tall Lies the treasure of them all The golden part within The heart of gold. Look upon the tree What doest thou see Look a bit harder Does thy heart fall Beneath the crumpled wall Now you see the treasure Forever yours to pleasure See the golden of the heart Start to fade and drift apart --S. Nickerson |