The Savage Yew Tree Savile

The Yew is said to reach hundreds of long years and trauma reaches the same festering circles buried deep into abused souls transmitted over generations All parts are toxic and unfit for human consumption and yet deceptively beautiful with flat green leaves strong twisted wood and luring berries for misadventure ‘Look at me I feed the birds and thus give to charity children come shelter under my wings and eat sweet candy from Sugar Daddy and then pray for my prey’ Yet poison spreads like cancer and for every Savile there are so many unexposed savages and I must be excused for wanting to feed them berries from their very own tree Some escape justice during their life span die after taking the strong resilient sap from innocent lives and fell foul knighted by the sword which should have severed their neck For crying out ‘Yew Tree Operation’ loud warning and clear posthumous shaming will never bring back victim’s childhood but please remove that knighthood and follow the trail Yew trees in mythology and nature are not aware where to they throw their seeds they thrive next to one another and cover their stems pretend they are harmless so little we know But paedophilic monsters clearly know what poisonous effects they foist onto children do not give a toss about physical and psychological sexual perverted abuse so I propose to cut their manhood right at the trunk