The Refinement Tree
Then crashing his nose on the tree, He was robbed of an old memory, His late grandma's smell And the stories she'd tell Young Simon before he was three.
This is another page from "The Refinement Tree" which is one of the morbid nursery rhymes in my book, "The Envious Siblings." https://www.landisblair.com
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