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The old tree is leaning badly in the forest as the man approaches ...

Well, old timer I think its time for you to go?
Have some respect son as I am over two hundred years old !

But, you are leaning badly and not that pleasant to look at ?
Well, birds seem to like me and build their nests in my branches !

True I suppose, but you look like you are about to fall ?
I have been leaning like this for the last one hundred years !

You see I have been sent to cut down all dying trees ?
But, I tell you that I am not dying but just really, really old !

Oh, is that a baby bird on your gnarled branch ?
Yes, there is a nest of baby birds just ready to fly away from my shelter !

I see squirrels running up and down your trunk too  ?
Yes, see they don't think of me as dead but a haven of protection !

But, what am I to do, it is my job to cut you down ?
Well, you could just walk on by, son, there must be truly dead trees !

Yes, I could do that today, but others will come ?
I know, each day is a battle for life but I will talk to them too  !

Okay, old timer, I will leave you to your leaning ways, okay ?
Thank you son, you will never regret making this decision today !

I could lose my job if it is ever found out, do you care ?
Yes, I do but I know that if you cut me down it will haunt you forever !

No one will believe me when I tell them that I interviewed a tree ?
True, perhaps it is something to keep between us, and do come visit !

I will old timer, just in case one day you do fall down ?
I am laughing because does it really matter after over two hundred years !

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