willow down

from by peter j hochstedler

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of we cut the willow down
wept the wicked willow down
it was a sight to see
with the ax at the root
the black and rotted root, it was
black and rotted out
with ropes we drug it down to the
black sea

hallow this with a stolen kiss
where the flame and flower grew

and the sword that hangs above you
and the sword that hangs above me

and we smoked the critters out!
smoked our brains and body out!
you shoulda watched the run--
eight-legged things wearing cracker jack (TM) rings
scuttling back in the brush
two-headed rats from the nuke-you-lar vats
it was a capital, smokey rush!

turned to you, said,
"what'll we do with the ashes of the tree

"and the sword that hangs above me
and the sword that hangs above you
and the sword that hangs above me?"

and we cut the willow down
and we smoked the critters out
and the flame and flower grew
and the ax is at the root

and the
and the

cover my eyes with a hand
disguised as a branch with a bracken hew

and the sword that hangs above you
and the sword that hangs above me
and the sword that hangs above you
and the sword that hovers above me,
god, the ax carving into
the sword that hangs above you

lai dai dai dada dai

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from critters, released October 17, 2010

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