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By B.K. Date: 2018 May 22 Comment on this Work [[2018.05.22.12.03.13039]] |
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What was she thinking Old biddy Thought you might Fall on her house You the strong majestic huge Lovely Acorn tree that I loved Over one hundred yeas maybe two Anyone looking and thinking Would know You would have fallen In a different direction You were not dead or rotting You were as strong as an ox And then some Goodbye favorite tree on the block Goodbye dappled shade Goodbye oxygen Scampering squirrels Place for the groundhog To scamper under Home for all my bird friends All your leaves blew into my yard I loved you too much for it to matter I apologize to you For her lack of common sense Her ignorance and fear I weep for you old friend My Corgis loved to pee on your trunk Walks will not be the same Without your presence I have your picture to remember you by Goodbye old friend Thank you for your every kindness To this fearful wretched bunch We try to call humanity! bk a sorrowful day may the twenty second two thousand and eighteen |