A poison tree
December 29, 2006 2:06am CST
I was angry with my friend I told my wrath,my wrath did end I was angry with my foe! I told it not,my wrath did grow. And i watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And i sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceiful wiles. And it grew both day and night Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole When the night had veiled the pole; In the morning glad i see My foe outstreched beneath the tree
• United States
29 Dec 06
Reminds me of a children's poem: See see my enemy Come out and fight with me And bring your dragons three Climb up my poison tree Slide down my razorblade Into your stickerbush And we'll be jolly enemies Forevermore I know it's silly, but that's what your poem reminded me of. Did you write that yourself?