My neighbour had a willow tree,
He also had an axe.
I came out of my house to see
Him giving it some whacks.
He chopped the lovely willow down,
Despite my earnest pleas,
Saying, with a darkened frown,
That bad luck comes in trees.
He also had an axe.
I came out of my house to see
Him giving it some whacks.
He chopped the lovely willow down,
Despite my earnest pleas,
Saying, with a darkened frown,
That bad luck comes in trees.
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