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This poem is kinda about how we don't respect the planet and are destroying natural beauty in the world...

Masie-Amay, queen of the trees,
Home of the birds,
In the land of the bees,
Singing a song in the gentle breeze,
The tune of Masie-Amay.

Masie-Amay, rough brown bark,
Delicate leaves,
Holding a lark,
Sheltering him from the growing dark,
Compassionate Masie-Amay.

Masie-Amay, towering tall,
Not expecting that she'd have to fall,
Never a care nor a worry at all,
Content to be Masie-Amay.

Masie-Amay, majestic oak,
Toppled by some evil folk,
Watching her go up in smoke,
Burning Masie-Amay.