There it stood stalled
with branches ,broad
it did not bear not one fruit,not a single fruit at all
for this made the farmer frown
with winter passed and took away his leaves
and in spring it was hard for him again to flourish green.
now he stood woody and bare
with branches like twigs
ready was the chainsaws which he feared
for he was cutted down into good for nothing
because he did not bear
not a fruit, not anything.
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