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[The Farm Ghost:]
"My kin and I had laboured
to reap the harvest.
Lain on our gathered sheaves we
cracked a vat of ale. a toast;
to boast of who could sup the hardest.
Slumped in slumber
at the of wild wassail....

I woke to my brothers gone
that eve so balmy.
Yet gazed in wide-eyed
to the fields nearby.
Struck dumb I
Stood before a woad-duabed army.
Believed my wits me
I heard their battle-cry."

[The Lord Of The
"Smash the axe and sow the
Don't cause the Oaken to bleed!"

[The Farm Hands
"When he led this heathen horde
cast-off his ivy
Cohorts honed halberds
pennants of leaf-green.
From approached the foe;
A scythe-bearing hantle.
sat triumphant
upon coughing, machines."

[The Of Progress:]
"Break the bough and all of it.
this forest, make a profit!"

[The Farm Hands
"Opposing forces
beneath a red sky by thunder.
beneath the hedge-row
I'd observed it unseen.
One side stood to save the
T'other planned plunder,
I chose to fight for right;
Grabbed a skean.

All who one flower destroy,
must cut down this Didycoy!

We until the last that day
to a hard-won victory,
Sucked in by the thirsty
I my life-blood ebb.
Though I died at
I'd tried to play some in history;
A momentary
on the threads of web."

Lord Of The Trees:]
"Are there so brave and honest;
Who die to save my forest?"