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I took a stroll down Cypress
Street
The hot sidewalk beneath my feet.
The one thing that stood
out the most
Where trees once stood there were lamppost.
I’d never seen so much concrete
No Cypress left on Cypress Street.
According to my Great Aunt
Gem
There used to be a lot of them.
They cut them down. They
took their wood
A treeless street is plum no good!
Just like a treeless neighborhood
So tell the Mayor next time they meet...
To change the name to Lamppost Street!
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