An oak tree and a rosebush grew,
Young and green together,
talking talk of grohings-
ind and er and her.
And wly bloomed
tree grew so high
t no spoke of nehings-
Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.
"I guess you tty great,"
to cry,
Screaming as loud as it possibly could
to treetop in the sky.
"And noalk,
No youve groall."
"Its not so muc Ive gro; said tree,
"Its just t youve stayed so small."
tell me who
Catcou?
Lou .
Just how few
Ride tou?
two .
kind of goo
Stick you to tou?
Glue .
e some
More about tou?
You !
Birds are flyin souter.
h,
ings a-flappin, beak a-cterin,
Cold h.
;Its not t I like ice
Or freezin winds and snowy ground.
Its just sometimes its kind of nice
to be to;
All the oulda-Coulda-Shouldas
Layin in the sun,
talkin bout things
they woulda coulda shoulda done...
But those oulda-Coulda-Shouldas
All ran away and hid
From otle Did.
I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I t Id keep it as a pet
A sleep h me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillos head.
t nig ran away,
But first- it the bed
Listen to tNtS, child,
Listen to tS
Listen to tS
tS
Listen to the NEVER hAVES
ten close to me-
Somebody o go polisars,
ttle bit dull.
Somebody o go polisars,
For tarlings and gulls
arnished and worn,
t ne afford.
So please get ys
And your polishing jars,
Somebody o go polisars.
Anything happen, child.
ANYthING be.
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