I am an anarchist.
I am a small blue tree
My mother Holly is a provocateur
With blood red leaves and berries like sour milk
My sister Hazel is pink with purple leaves
She has always been a malcontent
Revolutionary tendencies run in the family
Grandfather Ash is black as the soot of Satan
He is a nihilist, from root to crown
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