alludays upon us

2012-12-06 | 1:43 a.m.

I know these axes pay to see
The last known beastie in that tree
Oh dear,
Oh one,
The forest lives and breathes
And smokes and drinks and heaves.
Oh seeds,
Oh sons,
Oh leaves have won the ground.
Oh deck the halls,
And wreck the malls.
It's time to chop them down.