The Sad Tree

Bippity boppity, you're now my property

The rabbit said to the tree

The tree couldn’t feel much but all he felt in that moment was glee

He was happy that someone would take him out of his misery

The rabbit was thinking about using the tree to burn his rotisserie

The tree was cut down and chopped up to burn

The tree notice this situation had escalated quickly

And he tried to get out quite wriggley

Now all the tree wanted was to be put into an urn

But when he found out that was not going to happen

He had already started to blacken

Whilst the rotisserie turned the rabbit stayed as quiet as a mouse

A little while later he returned to his house

His sadness started to grow, he didn’t want this to happen like long ago

Flash! The tree out of his sadness had grown legs

So the tree decided to go around and break the rabbit's beds

The tree then decided to find a new home

The tree eventually found a glass dome

Where the grass was all lime

And now this poem is out of time