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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=398578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It Was A Living Guard (Parody)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=398578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was a living guard<br>I think, when reality<br>started. That walked off his piece of lawn<br>feeling affectionate, <br>laying down his head and wordless<br>against the tree, <br>became friends with it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=398578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A first tree<br>from which he as a guard<br>paced off his way, <br>while it screamed next to him, <br>he pulled<br>and the stem was stripped off to the top, <br>until he saw: <br>the awakening of a young branch<br>that after the first pruning<br>carefree<br>started flowering.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=398578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But when the tree started to shake and offspring <br>started budding into the corner of the garden, <br>growing under the tablecloth, <br>to the woman, nobody in that summer <br>thought<br>to tell the guard <br>about the meaning. It was a living guard, <br>if I do not have it wrong, <br>that walked away from his piece of lawn.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a></strong></div>

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