Trees, Tributes, And Trials

For all the

Days

We sit

And

Wonder,

Our minds

Wander

And

We are

Left

With

Nothing

Left

To

Plunder,

Because

For

Every

Blunder,

We

Live

In

A

Land

Down

Under,

From

Sea

To

Shining

Sea,

Where

Our world

Is filled

With

Fish

And

Fees,

That rack

Up

In

Piles

Of

Threes,

Where the

Past,

Present,

And

Future

Each get

Their

Stack,

And our world

Collides

With

Trees,

Tributes,

And

Trials

That forever

Shall

Define

Our

Living

That

Shall

Last.

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