The Man Tree

The Man Tree

In the garden, a strange tree grows,

With silly men hanging like clothes.

Their faces grumpy, their clothes a mess,

From their branches, there's quite a stench!

When spring comes, they wave their arms,

But their smell can clear a room, no charms!

With each groan, they make us laugh,

A funny sight, a silly gaffe.

Here’s to the tree, so wild and free,

With grumpy men, what a sight to see!