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One beautiful morning on a bright summer’s day
Some children went out in their garden to play.
     A new plant was growing, but what could it be?
     'It’s too large for a flower.  Perhaps it’s a tree.'

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The tree seemed to grow at a very fast rate.
By lunchtime its top was as high as the gate.
     Its leaves were all colours, not green like the rest.
     Of all trees in the garden, it surely was best.

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The children next morning quite soon left their beds.
There was fruit on the tree now of yellow and red.
     'My goodness,' they said.  'What a wonderful treat!'
     So they each picked a fruit and then started to eat.

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They soon began giggling then laughing a lot,
But why they were laughing, they really knew not.
     Said Father and Mother: 'Oh don’t be so daft.'
     Then they ate some fruit and everyone laughed.

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They decided they’d give this new tree a good name
For nobody else had a tree quite the same.
     After thinking and talking they said: 'We agree,
     We really should call it the Laugh-a-Lot Tree.'

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From the stone from the fruit, another tree grew.
In a very short time there were more than a few.
     Now think!  If we all had a Laugh-a-Lot tree,
     Well, how very happy our whole world would be!

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