I amuse myself greatly

[luzula]

Let us not to the progress of modern forestry
Admit impediments. Forestry is not forestry
Which falters, finding low fertility
Or bends, allowing species to live free.
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and still plants spruce;
It is the star to every finance shark
Whose worth's unknown, although he can profits produce
Forestry's not Time's fool, for birch and spruce and pine
Fall premature to harvester and saw
Their lives to pulp and factory consign'd
Instead of mulched by mold, by beetles gnaw'd.
I wish this would be error, and upon me prov'd,
But fear it ends with all true forest remov'd.

(Explanations: "Impediment" is a technical term in Swedish forestry, meaning forest where the timber growth is less than 1 cubic meter per hectare and year. Spruce plantations are especially sensitive to storms due to shallow root systems.)

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[luzula]

Thank you! : D