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Mad About Trees
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Mad About Trees

Trees are poems from the earth,
whether very short or long,
even when they’re large in girth,
they enchant us like a song.
Girls don’t like it when I stare,
but this isn’t true for trees.
That is why I often dare
giving them a gentle squeeze,
even when they’re short and stunted,
and their branches winter bare.
Never do they get affronted
if I touch them anywhere.
One day girls I hope will be
no less hostile to me than
silent, wonderfully, a tree
giving pleasure to a man.

8/25/05

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Comments (2)

fanatic approach I like it
Where to start? You've lost me entirely. Although, the line: 'Girls don’t like it when I stare, but this isn’t true for trees.' should have made it onto a Jonathan Richman album. That line is worth its weight in brass.