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Hilda Conkling

The Apple-Jelly-Fish-Tree

Down in the depths of the sea

Grew the Apple-Jelly-Fish-Tree.

It was named by a queer old robber

And his mates three.

I watched it for a second,

I watched it for a day.

It did not change color

For its colors stay.

It was as red, as yellow, as white, as blue

As gold and stones with the light through!

I watched it long and long

Till a flying sunfish

Swam through its branches.

He had opal wings

And a sapphire tail.

No wonder robbers like to stay

Where fish so shining come to play!