In the courtyard stands a plum tree,

It’s so small, no one believes it.

It has a fence around it,

So no one can stomp on it.

The little tree can’t grow,

Yes—it wants to grow!

No one talks about it;

It gets too little sun.

No one believes it’s a plum tree

Because it doesn’t have a single plum.

But it is a plum tree;

You can tell by its leaf.