Me The Tree
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Eva Skibinski, Grade 3
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Poetry
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2012
I am a tree,
everybody climbs me,
first the little girl,
who's hair has curl's,
second is her cat,
no one climbs better than that,
at night come the possums,
to eat all the blossems,
but the one's that are the best,
are the birds that make a nest.