Once upon a time in a desolate land In the middle of a Familiar worldsystem You'd recognize it It's right over there

Stood a tree.

Under the tree sat a poet. It was the last tree and the last poet. Fitting they should die together

Thought the poet. Fitting, thought the tree, But useless. No more useless than Love thought the poet. And the tree dropped a leaf.

We shall die, We shall die together We shall die, We shall die together

And they did. The tree lost its branches and the poet decomposed.

LAUGH

They're still there A dead testament to waste And desolation For whoever should wander by

The commentator shakes Its head and says What I mean to say

Once upon a time In a desolate land The last poet And the last tree Sacrificed themselves So that you may

Stare in despair and regret What you have done

HORROR HORROR

Look at what you have wrought Look at what you wrought.

CRY

LAUGH

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