the talking tree

there once was a man, his name was dan. he was cruising through the forest one day.

he needed to take rest, he was walking and doing his best. when the tree he was resting on did say.

hey little man, with those wierd roots that show. said the tree with its words that did flow.

take a sip of my sap, and do a little rap. and you may have any wish you want.

so the man named dan took a sip of his sap, he did a little rap.

and to his dismay, he saw a flashing glimmer, his exitment could not simmer.

he wished for endless winter, and to his surprise the tree said.

endless winter, winter endless. you can be surprised.

you could of wished for what you wanted, but to your demise.

I can not talk during winter, so your lucks run dry.

snow, snow, won't you flow. make this man improvise.

so the snow kept coming, flowing fast. he was so clueless.

the tree stoped talking, and it died. now he can't wish for it back.

the earth around him it did flood, he couldn't get out fast.

he didn't reach his wanted goal.

and thats how we have the north pole.