A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast,Can hardly look at God all day,
While lifting leafy arms to pray.Where are her eyes, mouth, arms, and head?
Perhaps she lifts her legs instead.
Read Kilmer’s original, and David L. Hoover’s wonderful spoof at Representative Poetry Online.
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