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a new tree

Hermione said she was going to make a chair of twigs
I thought I knew what she meant, but did not at all
The chair was different than I had ever seen
She had sliced twigs and formed them into a pretty ball.

Many came from far and close and even closer to see
It was a chair so beautiful, made from twigs of a tree
Are they oak or maple? We asked Hermione that day.
She said I have no idea, but I’ll make a new chair in May.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger

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