The lorax

I Am The lorax the guardian of the trees you touch my trees I break your knees I spray them with febreze and then I give them to Mickey D's and I throw them out and kick you I am the Lorax, the guardian of the green, Standing tall, roots deep, where the air’s pristine, You touch my trees, best believe it’s a crime, I’m the voice of the forest, echoing in time. Branches shake when I step, I’m a force of nature, Spray 'em with Febreze, no room for the faker, I’m the keeper of secrets, whispering through leaves, You mess with my peace, I’ll break you like thieves. Photosynthesis pumping, my energy flows, In the shadows of giants, where the wild wind blows, Mickey D’s serving up a slice of the greed, But I’m planting the truth, watch the roots take heed. Concrete jungle can’t choke what’s alive, I’m the spirit of the trees, let the ecosystem thrive, With every breath I take, I’m the guardian’s creed, So step lightly, my friend, or feel the wrath of the seed.