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A Poem by Tree Bark
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A man of words and not of deeds

is like a garden full of weeds.

When the weeds begin to grow

it's like a garden full of snow.

when the snow begins to fall

it's like a bird upon the wall.

When the bird away does fly

it's like an eagle in the sky.

When the sky begins to roar

it's like a lion at your door.

When the door begins to crack

it's like a knife across your back.

When your back begins to smart

it's like a penknife in your heart.

When your heart begins to bleed

you're dead and dead and dead indeed.

© 2011 Tree Bark


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Tree Bark
this is short and sucky

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No Its good and funny :D

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