The Oak tree stands
Tall and proud
Hundreds of years old
Was here before the town
How many secrets
Has this tree heard?
How many lines
Has this tree earned?
Perhaps a young lad
Tied a noose to a branch
Broke his neck in the jump
Left his death down to chance
A sixteen year old girl
And seventeen year old guy
Lost their virginity
Under the tree, drunk and high
This Oak tree knows
So much more than me
This Oak stands
Alive and free.
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