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Dickinsonian Woods

Who is he who robbed the trees

The one who could steal the woods?

The trusting hood in bustling goods

The respecting seas of unsuspecting trees

Got bought with burrs and furs.

Their losses and mosses

Teases and pleases.

Their trinkets of fantasy faire.

Of curiosity the scan is bare

Holes scored deep within the tree

It's quiet stance will not dance free