I’m a dendrophobe and I have it rough.
Finland’s not the place if seeing trees is tough.
A very small birch is enough to make me jump,
A great big pine and my heart ceases to pump.
If it’s bonsai, they just make me distressed,
Wunderbaums are fine, if not for the zest.
I need to find a place that has no woods,
But still has wind and rain and such earthly goods.
I could choose Sahara, but it’s too dry,
Everest would be good but it’s too high.
Then I heard of Kilda, a nice Scottish isle,
It’s very windy, not a tree for a mile.
They even say that sheep learned to fly,
The wind gave them wings and a ride to the sky.
St. Kilda sounds like the bestest place for me
Sheep were blown off and not a single tree.