The Royal Palm

It's not as if I grew this tall To be a birdhouse. Blackbirds Of the raucous cry: don't you know I'm royalty--King of the Yard? And those congregations setting up Church in my noble top, did they ask If I were Pentecostal? No! I'm The Pope. I'll take them to task, Me! I'm the Immaculate Conception, See! I was there on the road to Emmaus. Don't get me wrong, I'm not King Kong, But I am plenty strong. Beware My fury, you useless potpourri-- One match to my tush, And I'm The Burning Bush.