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It was so dramatic, I stared in dismay.
I did a wild dance to show my vast pleasure,
A joy that was far too enormous to measure.
I secrety wished to keep it as a pet,
I would sneak up and catch it with a net.
Then I would always have its leaves near.
I would feel bold and no longer know fear.
My life would certainly then be complete.
The shade from the tree would protect me from heat.
If a dainty bird ever decided to nest,
In the top of the tree that I love the best.
I'd smash it with ever so gallant a movement,
Then look up at the nice and shiney improvement.
No one would dare speak badly of my tree friend,
Or I'd be forced to make them pee into the wind.
My tree keeps me safe every night,
Though not once have I ever seen it bite.
It is the only thing just and fair.
I made a nice rope swing out of my hair...
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MY TREE. NOT URS. IT IS MINE. MINE I SAID.

Contributed by nicolettea on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 06:30:50 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

The tree on the hill was swaying today.
It was so dramatic, I stared in dismay.
I did a wild dance to show my vast pleasure,
A joy that was far too enormous to measure.
I secrety wished to keep it as a pet,
I would sneak up and catch it with a net.
Then I would always have its leaves near.
I would feel bold and no longer know fear.
My life would certainly then be complete.
The shade from the tree would protect me from heat.
If a dainty bird ever decided to nest,
In the top of the tree that I love the best.
I'd smash it with ever so gallant a movement,
Then look up at the nice and shiney improvement.
No one would dare speak badly of my tree friend,
Or I'd be forced to make them pee into the wind.
My tree keeps me safe every night,
Though not once have I ever seen it bite.
It is the only thing just and fair.
I made a nice rope swing out of my hair...

Copyright © nicolettea ... [ 2005-01-12 06:30:50]
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Re: MY TREE. NOT URS. IT IS MINE. MINE I SAID. (User Rating: 1 )
by nicolettea on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 06:39:05 AM AEST
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WHO LIKES. oh and read my other poem, no-one asked nicole

Re: MY TREE. NOT URS. IT IS MINE. MINE I SAID. (User Rating: 1 )
by hellsfallenangel on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 01:53:30 PM AEST
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i like it it real good ill read the other one later ok read some of mine and comment ok well g2g bye

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Re: MY TREE. NOT URS. IT IS MINE. MINE I SAID. (User Rating: 1 )
by Dark_Oleander on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 08:57:43 PM AEST
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It was good
but stupid as hell

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