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April 25, 2019
It was March 1st
and Davey stated
“prepare for the worst
with the tasks we have slated.”
“Well, I must profess
before this day expires:
I’d like to see less
of this tangle of wires.”

Next, Davey would feel
just a slight bit rewarded
if he could bring to heel
trees so clums’ly pollarded.
Yes, they needed some serious ‘tone’,
but truth be told, two were his own.
So sit tight, alright,
while he tells of these
that began as very slight
black poplar trees.
A small pair of tiny nursery twins
that grew barely past his old bony-ass shins.