On the Discovery of the Hated Tree and Another T.V. Dinner

Member since 2003 · Posted 17 May 2004 · 3 comments

We all snuck up on him at dawn As the hated tree let out a yawn So we burned him on sight And he smoked until night But us treeists were captured, anon My fat ass sits alone in this chair Wearing nothing but stained underwear While the radiant glow Makes my mind gradually slow I'm no American? Au contraire

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[8] Shuushin 17-May-04/9:10 AM Reply

Arborists, I think. And "we [treepeople]"

Good rhyme with contraire. Nice title.

Ever read "poison tree"?

[10] edpeterson 17-May-04/9:25 AM Reply

I think we treeists...fucking hilarious -0-

[2] titan69 17-May-04/1:18 PM Reply

this poem started of great. then i didnt understand
a word of it?