El Baronessa Rampante

Once upon a time, there was a little girl

She was walking through a prolific forest

And her thoughts were a whirl
She had no purpose for the day

Just walking about,
Greeting squirrels and nodding at jays 
Hopping between the branches, 
Boasting in furry vestures, being merry and gay
Their tails bent in elegant twirls

"These fellas got it all figured out",she thought

"Just fancy, how splendid it would be 
To choose your own tree, give it a name
And make it your home
Ascend above feuds and bigotry
And rule your own land,
Like an earl"
She stumbled upon a lofty pine

Adorned with a beautiful gnarl 

Up she climbed, and seated herself in glee
"This branch shall become my throne",she said

And then she, proud ,and free 
Named herself a Baroness
On a tree.

*Italo Calvino