'Welcome to the Biggest
Cashew Tree in the World'
said the sign which greeted
each little boy and girl
and all of us old folks
who came to see this sight.
I was so excited
I couldn't sleep last night.
Planted in eighteen eighty-eight,
this old thing is really great.
Larger than a football field
and its branches often yield
eighty thousand nuts per annum
but I doubt they ever can 'em.
Tourists are let to pick at will
and their pockets they can fill.
This tree grows outward more than high
but no one really knows just why.
Some genetic anomaly
explains what happened to this tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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