Integrity
Roots grow and grow and grow.
Plunging deep beneath the soil
Despite the above toil
Of birds and bees and human needs
Roots grow and grow and grow.
I grow and grow and grow.
Standing tall and professing proud
To overcome the evils of the world so loud
And despite sticks and stones and breaking bones
I grow and grow and grow.
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