I hate parties. But you cannot avoid some. So there I was. Looking like a fool. I didn't hear any wailing or gnashing of teeth. Instead people were laughing and dancing and generally having a good time. I guess that is the thing to do at parties. Ok. I am not complaining. The party was great, the guests were great. Life is great. These days I try to hmm... mix. Not a great success. But hey, I might get along.
The tree was fine when I saw it last time. I don't quite recollect how long ago that was. I do recollect the tree was fine. Now I see it again. All shrivelled up, The glorious leaves gone, So too the pride. It looks old, Maybe feels old, wasted, useless What happened to you, old friend? What bolt of destiny struck you down. I doubt you will ever hold that head up again Against the sky, against the wind, against time. But don't you worry. We are with you. Shrunk, shrivelled, shaken down No matter. We are with you.
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