The Sand-dollar Tree

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
An exercise in rhyme that wandered off into reflections of the world; I think.

Submitted: August 22, 2016

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By the Sand-dollar Sea

There is a Penny-bark Tree

That grows very close to the waters,

It has dollar-size fruits

That is eaten by the Coots

And many of the Saltwater Otters.

 

I have no doubt

That the eagle's look-out

Is high in that Penny-bark Tree.

He sits up there,

In the salty sea air,

Feeling so safe and so free.

 

Then there are the moles

That keeps digging holes

All around that Penny-bark Tree.

If they don't watch out

They'll be a hoot and a shout

When the tree falls in the sea.

 

But the moles say OK,

At the end of the day,

They've stripped that Penney-bark Tree.

If it falls over

Then they'll move to another

And strip it, too. You See?

 

D. Thurmond / JEF  ---  08-20-2016

 


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