the tree - a fun poem by anne tan
the tree
days weeks months years
grow and grow and grow and grow
spring summer autumn winter
mother father son daughter
dogs cats birds bees
hopes
and
dreams
to
become
a
book obuto
not one with
Bieber as a cook
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