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A tree growing in the ground

decided to uproot itself

it scared the Hell out of me

to see a tree walking around

I swallowed my fear and spoke

“Hello, Mr. Tree, What are you doing?”

I felt like an ass talking to a tree

but I wanted it to know I was friendly

It picked me up with its branches

and threw me to the ground

I stuck up my middle finger at the tree

as I scurried away to safety