Willy and 'the Tree


Willy rested underneath
A leafy wayside tree
The wind was blowing gently past
The branches floating free

It was quite cool and pleasant
A shelter from the sun
For Willy had been running around
Playing - having fun

As quietly he sat there
He thought he heard a noise
A grumble very gruff and deep
It sounded like a voice

Willy was astonished
He started looking round
The branches waved quite slowly down
Almost to the ground

Willy thought a moment
'Perhaps it is the tree'
And with a roar of laughter then
The tree replied 'It's me!'

'Did you think I could not speak?'
His voice continued on
Then with a little chuckle too
He broke into a song



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