In bygone days, a wicked witch
Knitted a tree in garter stitch
This tangled twisted kurchee stood
Upon the margins of a wood
And wayfarers who passed close by
And touched its bark, would quickly die
Then a good fairy called Lynette
Knitted a tree in stockinette
With branches red and bark of green
The happiest tree you'd ever seen
And happiness will always travel
The twisted kurchee did unravel
It dropped to pieces, stitch by stitch
So did the soul of the wicked witch
A golden sun rose o'er the wood
And weary travellers stopped and stood
As strength flowed into every vein
While hearty health restored their pain
They called this plant the knit-knot tree
And many people came to see
This miracle of many hues
Yellows and reds and greens and blues.
A contest entry
- The Knit Knot Tree by ea.
475 points, ended March 23, 2008, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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Congratulations on your award and a wonderful poem I enjoyed the read immensely Excellent
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Ah, thank you for this wonderful children's rhyme with an air of legend. Despite being a tree buff, I had to look up your Kurchee (aka Ivory tree) - an asian species used to cure dysentery and diarrhea! A very fanciful take on the Knit Knot tree here. Much appreciated.
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