Accountants and Trees

...

accountants with large lenses

(trees in a row)

and because of our offences

—lasers, alamo

...

Are driving in a car

(Green in their leaves)

And because we are so far

—Sound and simple sieves

...

their backs are straight as fences

(bending slightly low)

and because of what he mentions

—where students grow

...

No matter where they are

(No matter wherever each heaves)

And because of where we are

—No one ever leaves

...

The End!?


I'll help you out. Read the first line of each stanza descending. Then do the same for the other lines, and the poem will probably make more sense--a little bit more.