Habitat
Young pines plucked from a meadow
do not go without a fight;
If you listen, you can hear
the taproot groan, underground and out of sight.
Woodland critters mourn the loss
of their habitat now gone.
But not all got the memo:
dancing in the open space, a spotted fawn.
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An Endecha is 7x:7a:7x:11a 7x:7b:7x:11b (etc.)
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