It always bows down to me br Just to give me shade br I wish it could come to tea br To taste the cakes I made br Why is it in the danger? br Of the axe and the saw br It is not a stranger br With it's many a sandy paw br The tree bear pretty flowers br Of whom there are many lovers br I wish it would come to tea br Just the tree and me!br br Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)br br