Note: this was written by me, peidran, 1998.02.16. For more, check <>.

My tree will surely tell
it's been here many years
We know each other well
(we've shed several tears)

Wind slapped me around
they always will...
I throw them a frown,
I grumble into town.

Tumbling through the streets
to find myself an axe.
the Tree loudly creaks,
from a distance faintly hacks: