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by Valerie De Jesús I trusted my father More than anyone in this world. He could talk about anything And I wouldn’t question a single word. He made me believe in the craziest thing; Chickens come from trees. At first, I thought it couldn’t be possible. How can chickens grow from trees? But my father proved me wrong; Chickens come from trees. He signaled a tree in our backyard And said; “Look at that tree and tell me what you can see.” I looked at the tree and said; “All I can see is a tree full of leaves.” He picked up a rock and said; “Take another look”, And threw the rock towards the tree. Chickens jumped off out of nowhere! My father told me the truth; Chickens come from trees. I told everyone about this. My tree wasn’t an ordinary tree; My tree could grow chickens. Why would I keep that as a secret? No one else had a chicken tree; No one else had a father like him. I trusted my father More than anyone in this world. He can talk about anything And I will question his words. As I no longer believe in the craziest thing; Chickens do not come from trees.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
The Chicken Tree
by Valerie De Jesús I trusted my father More than anyone in this world. He could talk about anything And I wouldn’t question a single word. He made me believe in the craziest thing; Chickens come from trees. At first, I thought it couldn’t be possible. How can chickens grow from trees? But my father proved me wrong; Chickens come from trees. He signaled a tree in our backyard And said; “Look at that tree and tell me what you can see.” I looked at the tree and said; “All I can see is a tree full of leaves.” He picked up a rock and said; “Take another look”, And threw the rock towards the tree. Chickens jumped off out of nowhere! My father told me the truth; Chickens come from trees. I told everyone about this. My tree wasn’t an ordinary tree; My tree could grow chickens. Why would I keep that as a secret? No one else had a chicken tree; No one else had a father like him. I trusted my father More than anyone in this world. He can talk about anything And I will question his words. As I no longer believe in the craziest thing; Chickens do not come from trees.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
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