Every year, this mysterious tree looks depressed until all that parasitic fruit migrates to the lawn. I can’t decide how I’d like to console it, since it’s not my tree.
Diamonds And An Ace Up
Poor Impulse Control
Target shootin' with the Gun Moll of the Revolution
Poor Impulse Control 
Looks sorta like a chinaberry but I could be wrong.
The fruit thingies are at least as large as persimmons and may be persimmons, but I cannot tell from a distance. Also: you’d think I would have trespassed for a good look by now.