Many times i hve thought of hacking it--
d Kadamba tree in front of my house
bcoz they said:
its root will grow gigantic
spelling disaster 4 d house
some said its blossoms
would rot in rain n give
pungent smell 
n still some others,
dat it would turn into
caterpillars' hell.

As i went ahead 2 cut it 1 afternoon
dere i saw 2 sparrows
making love n talking of d moon
next came a monkey 2 pluck a flowers few
n leisurely dere those it did chew
away d sparrows flew;
d monkey also fled-
leaving me crazed
with d axe in hand,
back home i retreated.