(with a nod to Sir Spike Milligan)
They took a chainsaw
to an elderly resident of the forest
where it ended up on a journey
to a woodcutters yard
The tree in its prime
rose high into the air
a resting place for aviators
on their way to other shores
but now its been chopped
shaped and reformed
it’s children – look different to the tree
deformed
and they’re asked by the
craftsman’s son or daughter
“Why’d you chop down that big tree
To make me look shorter ?”
The Inkwell 
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