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This Just a happy poem and to read a happy poem. Makes a happy smile and a Happy smile Makes a happy person. Clara (*)(*)(*) Old man tree lives in my back yard he is getting old but never gets tired. If he were a building he would be four stories tall I call it a him but a she it might be it's anyone call. (*) I thought he needed a mouth and nose and eyes I knew he would like to look around For all his life he looked at the sky's With a store bought nose he can smell the grass With store bought eyes He could see it growing on the ground. with a store bought mouth he can hear his own sound (*) The birds and the squirrels call him home And because of them he never lives alone. I like old man tree I would give him a name. so I ask him every day to tell me if he is a she or a he. He just looks at me with his store bought eyes he won't even open his store bought mouth to live without a name it's just a shame (*) Oh there is one important thing You might ask what that could be. He can smell and he can see but he won't talk because he can't hear I forgot to get him store bought ear's. What ever HE or She I'll just call him Old Man tree but It's anyone's call. (*) This crazy poem by Clara Strickland Brinkley Vote for this poem
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