A Woodland Tale

A giant lived among the trees a woodland home of oak and elm of birch, of sycamore, a roof of leaves but treelings bothered, pestered him did run amok, did taunt and tease play and run around his feet did kick a shin, too tall his knees go treelings in their raucous fun but temper fraying, he, of them and anger growing, angry on picked and grabbed all one by one raised them up with giant arm shout and cry he threw them far so far away, so far to land but land they did where little lived and there be strewn amid the fern and that is why, dear all, you see a clump of trees seem randomly growing where no others come a curious copse of trees alone because a giant threw them far from home