Oh Tree

By: Chees et Man

Here’s a short poem from Stick and Stone about trees.

If you don’t know who they are, then check my other story, please.

He’s a clue for you and me,

Stone always says line 3.

Stick says the other lines,

So read this poem, and you’ll be fine.

Oh tree, oh tree,

Oh tree, goodie for me.

Though I still hate those bumble bees,

It’s for me, oh these trees.

Oh tree, oh tree,

Oh tree, special for me.

Don’t cut these down, please!

They’re for me…oh these trees.

Oh tree, oh tree,

Oh tree, more for me.

Too bad that you’re filled with pee;

But you smell like me, oh tree.

Oh tree, oh tree,

Oh tree, never flee.

You’re not fun like my Wii,

But you’re busy, oh tree.

Oh tree, oh tree,

Oh tree, a pity.

We could be family.

Oh tree, oh tree.

“Thank you for reading this piece of crap!

Now check out my story, good chap!” (Stone said.)

“That actually kind of suck!” (String said.)

“Let’s hear your poem…so good luck!” (Stick said.)

(Next poem coming soon.)