There's a lilac bush
or a tree
or a bush-tree
none of us can actually tell
and its name is Bob
or Barbara
or Bobara
none of us can decide
and it is a gender-fluid lilac bush/tree/bush-tree
and we all love it dearly
we climb into the middle and hide there
we bike around it for Bob Dab -
the bush is in the name
but then I hear the mentors talking about why the cones are there
not only surrounding Bob
but in the middle of the big field too.
They're making a bigger building,
the mentors say
They're going to take down the little ones and replace it with a bigger one.
Are the landowners aware of Bob?
Of how we all rely on his/her/their/its presence every week?
How we run to it after our parents check us in?
How we all love Bob
more than they could understand?
I don't know why they're putting the building there
it's in such an inconvenient spot
but most of all
what about Bob?
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