Best Woodcutter Poems

With feet rooted into the bones of the Earth,
the old man squatted on his heels and began his work.
He lifted his saw and placed it on top of a block of hardwood.
And then he began to cut.		        ...

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Bluebell woods was the place to be on a frosty morn,
but quick enough I was not, as the woodcutter caught me
by the scruff.
Found the rabbits in my pack was told next time,
he would cleave me with his axe.

A while later I came across his daughter,...

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Everyone is so happy, up there on Mushroom Hill
A place of peace and tranquility, and full of cheer
The woodcutter goes about as mastering his skill
Building a summer house for all the children dear

A place of peace and tranquility, and full of cheer
As deer foals, do...

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