A tale of scales, sales, and gales,
And bales of hay, all fresh and pale.
A male, strong and tall, with a smile,
Balances a basket, all the while.
Kale and wheat, so green and bright,
He lifts them up with all his might,
And places them on the scale so fair,
To see how much they weigh, with care.
The wind begins to howl and roar,
A gale is coming, this we're sure!
But the man just smiles and holds on tight,
With the bales of hay, so strong and bright.
And when the storm has passed away,
He'll take his fresh and fragrant hay,
And sell it to the folks around,
With a smile, not a single sound.
So kids, remember, always be kind,
And be as strong as this man you'll find,
With a smile on your face, through the gales,
And you'll be able to carry the bales!
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