All trees tickle at the tap, the drum of ~

the woodpecker’s peck, the quick-side splitter!  ~

A willow wriggles when probed by its tongue which ~

bends for bugs’ legs ~

that itch as they scatter ~

A birch tree bellows as pin striped feathers ~

brush in the belly-button hollow, heaving the ribs that hold from split ~

Well, which tree hasn’t been left with a splinter ~

From the woodpecker’s peck, the red rumped zinger?  

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