Not sure where this come from, but I laughed out loud when I read it. I hope you enjoy as much as I did.
Leaf me alone.
Don’t bark at me like an angry dog
Don’t tell me to branch out or try and spruce me up.
Yew maple* me any way you wish
But I don’t want to go against my grain.
I like the roots I’ve got
And willow-er* my standards not a jot
(Though you wood say they’re low enough already).
I’m knot going to rowan* my life pining for you.
Don’t give me sage advice to make me poplar.
I’m alder than yew, your changes walnut* stick.
I have the balsa knot bough* before your Ivy League education
And I’ve found my grove,
Don’t blame me if I like acorny joke every now and then.
Yew can take that “holly-er than thou” attitude and shove it up your ash.
(I love puns)
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