Happy Dance Poem

I saw the tree stump sitting there
Abandoned, sad, and lonely
She spoke, "my use an ended affair
To serve man and nature only"

Now I'm a stump and sit and dream
Of days that were and beautiful seen
If only someone would notice me
And use me for joyful themes

I said to her, you're not done,
You have many uses left
You can help a man put on his shoe,
Then after he can sit and rest

Perhaps a tiny dog could visit
And wee wee leave you snappy
Or a little ant can climb to top
And get a better view of the valley

"Is that it" she asked, she looked at me
No, "wait one sec, I'll be right back"
A place to dance for Sanna and Andy
A Magic dance full of Happy
The End!

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