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