The old Brunswick Square plane tree

You must go and see
the old Brunswick Square plane tree

It's like three different tree-souls
have got together for a dance

You must go and see
the old Brunswick Square plane tree

lithe joyful serpent-like branches

swooping down low

then up away to the top of the sky

You must go and see
the old Brunswick Square plane tree

Gnarled, majestic, breathing in and out

sheltering us under a mellow mystical

canopy of joyful green

and orange and brown and bare

Take it from me

you must go and see
the old Brunswick Square plane tree

Its gigantic elephant-foot of a trunk

gracefully bouncing off the seasons with dappled

time in the rustling wind nonchalance

leaves nothing to the imagination

There's nothing plain about 

the old Brunswick Square plane tree

You must go and see
the old Brunswick Square plane tree