...She looked at the withered tree,
"At least there is someone, who cares for nature!"
And shed a teardrop.
It travelled the entire globe,
Not leaving a single drop.
The wind took it across the desert,
With miles of sand around.
The water carried it with her,
Around the mountains round and round.
And then the Messenger sensed sadness,
He took the teardrop with Him,
And gave it to the Great God,
The Ruler of Ahem!
The Great seemed relieved, and cried and cried,
The Messenger was confused,
He asked the Great, before He answered,
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