AXe

In the forest so grand and tall, Stands a tool, mighty and all. With a blade so sharp and strong, It's an axe, where legends belong. With a swing, it chops with might, Cutting wood from morning till night. From trees it takes a mighty toll, An axe, the hero of the forest's role. In the hands of a lumberjack, It's a weapon, never to lack. With a swing, it splits the wood, An axe, misunderstood but good. In tales of old, it's a hero's friend, Saving the day, till the very end. With a blade that gleams in the sun, An axe, a legend that's never done. So let's remember the axe's might, A tool and weapon, shining bright. In the forest, it stands so tall, The mighty axe, loved by all. Random page: Twas the Night Before Christmas: Edited by Santa Claus for the Benefit of Children of the 21st Century