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Long ago in a forest nearby
Nature sang a baby's lullaby
Soon He grew to be a child
But the forest grew to be to wild
It scared the child to be in danger
So he told his father, the forest ranger
He went hunting on a cloudy day
And told the child to stay and play
But on his way he met a bear
He tried to run but grew to scared
There was a movement in his eye
Then he heard his child cry
He ran and ran but was to late
For the small child met his cruel fate
A wild cat without a tail
Saw the father then he bailed
The father chased him with all his might
The wild cat fought but lost the fight
The father Found the child again
After it began to rain
He swore to the sky the cried and cried
But sadly his child had died
You see for every crime there is A price
From then on the father was nice
He came to the grave everyday
And sung the lullaby natures way
To remind himself it would not be long
Before he to would hear the song
And on the day his last breath came
He spoke the word of his child's name
He left this world that wasnt vile
I know because he died with a smile
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