Here, I found a photo of a lovely tree that is wearing an all-in-one undergarment — I must go inform my friends Eduardo and Stegz about this. “Look, pals: it’s attractive, no?”
Although Stegz and Eduardo are not as impressed as I am, a fully-clothed tree that is standing behind them pipes up and says:
“I agree with you, Bryan; that photograph is alluring. The sight of it makes me want to release my seeds in the wind; drop all my juicy, robust fruit; and bury my snack nuts in the soil. Yes, this moves me to yield copies of our kind. For I like the look of the garment’s red and black silk: it accentuates the soundness of the trunk beneath, with all its branches, boughs, limbs, offshoots and sprigs.”
“Thanks for agreeing with my opinion,” I say to the tree. Then I bow and offer a blessing: “May no one ever chop you down.” And, when I raise my head back up, there is sap in my hairdo.
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