A POEM WITH BITE
A mate of mine in Crete had an accident whilst pruning a Carob tree. Here is the message I sent to him. The man climbed up to cut the tree down But the tree did tremble and the man did frown He took out his saw and began to hack But the branches moved and they didn’t like that The man carried on and as his saw cut away The tree shuddered wildly and began to sway Once more the saw cut deep into the bark And the tree thought I’ve had enough of this lark The man never saw the br
