There was once a conference quite a while ago.
The attendees were trees as far as I know.
They were worried about what to wear,
During winter in the cold, biting air.
There was pine who was a bit fluky,
His ideas could be just a bit spooky.
He suggested that they should wear flames,
They’d stay warm in their wintry games.
It was the only idea they had: So sure.
As you might imagine, the result was a bit poor.
It did keep them warm and it did it quite well,
Also lit up the world in which they did dwell.
They had one problem: The fire was adventurous,
And its approach to trees was very, very denturous.
The fire escaped and ate: it spread.
It engulfed forests leaving some trees dead.
The trees gathered again after this disaster,
This time listening to their tree-confectionery master.
He suggested everyone should try wearing cake.
It’s beautiful, tasty and it’s easy to bake.
This idea was fine as it worked as expected,
It did look nice and it warmed and protected.
The problems came with the local fauna.
Eat the trees, the animals did wanna.
They weren’t careful, so while they ate,
There was a loss of bark, of leaves and weight.
The trees got cold once again in their plight.
The winter proved almost too tough to fight.
One last summit before they would quit,
One last try before they would submit.
There was one birch who had a thought,
Solution: plentiful snow, the land was fraught.
It seemed silly as snow can be cold,
This was known since the Earth wasn’t old.
But, they tried as they had no choice,
And after some grumbling they did rejoice.
Yes, at first, it feels a bit chilly,
But it’s warmer than the air, and frilly.
It glistens and shines, an illumination:
The trees won’t freeze in any location,
Plus, they can read in the dark quite lightly,
Making the long evenings shine quite brightly.
This is why the trees in wintertime,
Are covered in snowy branches to climb.
Aren’t you glad they decided on snow?
Glue might’ve made forest walks a bit slow.