Ode to a tree

Burning silo is holding the next Festival of the Trees and coturnix suggested a poem. So I wrote one:

I think that I shall never see

A definition of a tree

For trees evolved in many ways

With diff'rent forms, in diff'rent days

So resolution of the term

Requires phylogeny, not form

So Aristotle was not right

To hold morphology to light

And think that habitat would be

Enlightening, and nor should we

I know. I amuse myself sometimes... well, all the time, really.

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It's an excellent little poem but I'm afraid my first - unworthy - thought was of another little work on the subject by S Milligna.

By Ian H Spedding (not verified) on 14 Aug 2006 #permalink

This inspired me to write a clerihew:

John Wilkins, philosopher
Human or gorilla?
How to distinguish?
He keeps asking himslf.

Bob

You silly twisted boy.

Bob