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“Where are you from?” the little girl asked me.
I see you’re as tall as tall can be.

Are you in a forest or a backyard?
You are pretty enough to grace a birthday card.

Do bunnies hop around your feet?
Do squirrels dance a jumpin’ funky beat?

I see granddaddy-long-legs climb up your trunk;
Wait, I gotta hide ‘cuz here comes a skunk!