Price_Tag.txt

There was a pricetag named Tag. Tag had a quite boring life of pricing
a sweater. One day, however, he fell off of the sweater and was blown
away by a gust of air-conditioning. He was sent spiriling out into the
unknown wilderness, unsure where he would end up.

what's in a tag? what's in a tag? nothing I can see. Aside from a damp one lost out at sea. He came from a faraway land named Smee. But first of all he came from a tree.

His memories as a tree are fleeting. He remembers  being in a field, where he heard a goat bleating. He wanted to talk to the goat, but couldn't muster out a greeting.

The goat wandered over, curious to what it was. His coat was soft and full of fuzz. With a twist or turn of fate, the goat leaned down, and the tag he ate!