Whenever I walk into my class , I see the Berry Tree.
It looks so nice, it looks so good, and it calls out to me.
But right before I stretch my hand to grab a berry ture,
the big fat wolf comes crashing in and ruins my good mood.
She wants the berry for herself, she doesn't want to share.
She claims the berry as her own. It really isn't fair.
But deep down in my heart I know that the Berry Tree is mine.
It may take quite a while, but I'm sure he'll know in time. :)
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