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The Trees

Oh, the tree,

They are free.

Trees are strong,

And all so long.

                            The trees give oxygen,

                           They give shade to me.

                           Some trees give you bark

                                       To cook.

                                                        They give you their wood,

                                                               To make paper.

                                                             Trees give fruit, to eat.

                                                                 Trees are living.

                                                                 They don’t walk,

                                                                  And don’t talk.

                                                                  They have roots,

                                                                    Just like our foot.

Written by Mohith, STD III. 

 

 

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