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The stout straight I stood
Right in front of his house
To provide wood to make
Furniture that everyone admire.
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Edward Kofi Louis 16 October 2020

Muse of the wood! ! ! Very useful. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Rajnish Manga 05 August 2020

Nicely conceived poem about a 'stout straight' dry and dead tree which wants its existence remains beneficial to its master who has tended it and looked after through out its life. Thanks for sharing.

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