A Poem for a Tree

Oh, Barney the tree,

How art thee?

You look good,

From what I can see.

I walked by a girl

Named Moll-e,

Who just finished watching

Wall-e.

Look it's sunn-e!

So much better than yesterday

When it was...gloom-e!

"The enemy see

A sea anemone."

Editor's Note:

The author would like to acknowledge that this is in fact a poor attempt to construct a poem. He would also like to say that when looking through his inbox yesterday he came upon an email that detailed "free post" as the blog assignment, a task he was so thoroughly excited for. He began thinking of the possibile topics in which he could write about, vis-a-vis, a possible follow up to the entry A Load of Crop--to which the author responded by screaming "$%^& YES!" in obvious excitement and shock to his unsuspecting roommates. After closely inspecting the email his dreams were dashed and he became deflated, thus resulting in this poem. How tragic. The author apologizes if after reading the editor's note you wish you had not. He acknowledges that time is fleeting and reading this constitutes time you will never get back.