The Poet Tree

In my garden grows a Poet Tree
With gazillions of poems for everybody
Rhythms roll down from its branches to its roots
If you want inspiration come pick yourself some fruit

Some poems are short
Some poems are long
Some rhyme, some don't
Some sound like songs

Some make you sad
Some make you smile
Some make you stop
And think for a while

Some are new
Some you've heard
Some contain made up
Magical words

Think of a theme
A title, a topic
You can bet
My Poet Tree's got it

Glasses, moustaches, clocks, caterpillars
Cucumbers, odd numbers, chocolate, chinchillas
Daft dogs, fat frogs, kisses, kings, castles
Lampposts, burnt toast, postmen with parcels

Computers, peashooters, favourite places
Fairies, football, figs, fish, films, funny faces
Comics, electronics, sticky tape, street signs
Big balloons, blue baboons, silver, socks, sunshine

In my garden grows a Poet Tree
With gazillions of poems for everybody
Rhythms roll down from its branches to its roots
If you want inspiration come pick yourself some fruit