Trees

They move slowly to belie the threat Politely stand by our houses and give shade to our pets but the truth of the matter is not what it seems and we gotta stop these trees They can pull up our sidewalks, climb over our fences, fall down on our houses and breach our defenses Now listen here, people, and come to your senses: we gotta stop these trees! Yes, it's true what they say: they are not like the rest of us completely opposed in all matters gaseous We gotta pass some laws, we gotta set things straight I only hope that we're not too late If you'd seen what they did to the bars by the Arch You'd be snatching up markers to make signs for the march We can all carry lighters to strike fear in their hearts but people, we gotta stop these trees They move slowly to belie the threat Politely stand by our houses and give shade to our pets but the truth of the matter is not what it seems and we gotta stop these trees No, the truth of the matter is not what it seems and we gotta stop these trees!
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