There is unrest in the forest
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There is trouble with the trees
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For the maples want more sunlight
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And the oaks ignore their pleas
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The trouble with the maples
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(And they're quite convinced they're right)
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They say the oaks are just too lofty
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And they grab up all the light
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But the oaks can't help their feelings
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If they like the way they're made
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And they wonder why the maples
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Can't be happy in their shade
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There is trouble in the forest
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And the creatures all have fled
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As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
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And the oaks just shake their heads
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So the maples formed a union
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And demanded equal rights
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'The oaks are just too greedy
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We will make them give us light'
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Now there's no more oak oppression
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For they passed a noble law
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And the trees are all kept equal
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By hatchet, axe and saw
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The Trees
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Rush |