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 branch that did smack

As he sat on the ground after receiving a whack

 This is a true story.