That darn tree
It has my ball
The lowest branch out of reach
So no way to climb it
I ask a squirrel for help
But it scurries away
There’s a bird near my ball
Could you pass it down? I ask
To no avail
I plead with the wind
Just one good strong gust
But the air remains still
Eureka! I find another ball
I’ll use it to knock mine down
First throw too high
Second bangs against a branch
Third time a charm?
Nope the second ball gets stuck too
That darn tree
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