Out, out in a world of pine
lay a land unmolested by time
Through and through, free of grime
was this land made, made to shine
Soon enough, decay had its day
crestfallen trees cracked and broke
ash took over roots with a sooty choke
Oh yes, Mother Nature was made to pay
Waves of denizens took to town-square
They discussed, raved, and cried out like thunder
Far too late had they realized their blunder
Mother Nature, meanwhile, had taken her fair share
The ground convulsed with violent rage
Thorny vines rapidly sunk into skin
each and every neck separated from a chin
accompanied by inhumane shrieks and the scent of sage
Out, out in a world of crimson pine
lay a land briefly ravaged by time
Through and through, now free of grime
was this land made, made to shine
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 8:39 PM UTC
Out, out in a world of pine
lay a land unmolested by time
Through and through, free of grime
was this land made, made to shine
Soon enough, decay had its day
crestfallen trees cracked and broke
ash took over roots with a sooty choke
Oh yes, Mother Nature was made to pay
Waves of denizens took to town-square
They discussed, raved, and cried out like thunder
Far too late had they realized their blunder
Mother Nature, meanwhile, had taken her fair share
The ground convulsed with violent rage
Thorny vines rapidly sunk into skin
each and every neck separated from a chin
accompanied by inhumane shrieks and the scent of sage
Out, out in a world of crimson pine
lay a land briefly ravaged by time
Through and through, now free of grime
was this land made, made to shine
Inspired by Annabel Lee
