Loveliest of trees, the jacaranda,
Purple everywhere as I meander
In streets lined with it in suburbia
Pale violet blanketing this time of year.
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Now of my too many years to count
I don’t want to think of the amount………
Oh I’ve has enough of this nature lark -
It’s back to controversy when I bark.
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Author:
Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Right, so this import from South America has taken over the streets where I live right now and is much loved by many. Best regards to A. E. Housman for the prompt. However I do intend to leave nature poetry to others in future.
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