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The cherry tree
Richard James, Bitch
I came across a cherry tree
one day, upon a walk
before my eyes, to my surprise
this thing began to talk
It spoke to me, in hurried tone
"please, sir, oh god, I've hurt my head"
Terrified, and not quite one
of testicular girth, I fled
It was a child trapped inside
I saw it on the news. He died.
Richard James, Bitch has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Richard's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Richard's latest works: