Part 2: The Baobab Tree
“Pick all the fruit off the Baobab Tree”
Was the King’s insane decree
“But drop not a leaf to ground
“Or I’ll take your dollar and pound”
The merchant went weeping on his way
His future looked bleak and grey
How could he this task execute?
No one could pick just the fruit!
He met the playful monkey
Who he’d helped a time or three
“Today your kindness will save you,
“Of trees, I know a thing or two.”
Swinging here and there
Was not done with lesser care
Down in no time are the pods
But not a single leaf plods.