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*Ode To A Big Tall Colorful Tree*

January.5.2004

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

A big tall colorful tree

Just standing in a pool of color

For all to see

 

One by one

Colorful leaves start to slowly fall

And have their final rest

On the ground

The lay silently without a sound

Until kids come by to have a ball

With all the awesome leaves

That they have found

In their minds they still can't believe

On how beautiful big and round the tree stands

 

The kids make big piles

And jump in the leaves laughing

Throwing them in the air

On their backs now relaxing without a care

As the leaves fall back down

Brushing against their face

All these came from a tree with bark so brown

Waving its branches at its own pace

 

This tree has big strong arms

When you step back with amazement 

Or swinging on that handmade swing

Your heartbeat is racing with alarm

While listening to the birds sing

You capture the joyment

The tree has to give

It may be old 

But this tree still has long to live

 

A couple sits down

By the big tall colorful tree

Everyone in town

Sees the beauty of what may be 

The lives that it has seen

From a childs life to becoming an adult

Just imagen the tree came from a nut

 

The couple sits

And just stares peacefully

Relaxing a long side the tree

 

As years past

This big tall colorful tree

People are amazed on what they see

Hopeing and wishing that this tree will last

As beautiful as it may be 

 

 

Copyright

Big Jim

Big Jim was determined that he wasn't going to jail,

He said, "I can eat my way out of this! I'll be sure to make bail!

Because a custom made jumpsuit's too expensive, you see,

That's just too much material...a triple X plus three!

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

I have oodles of noodles and ice cream galore,

Cause my pit bull named DD works down at the store,

And me, I'm a gambler, so I can lend lots of money,

Although at 25% interest, the cops don't think it's too funny.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

Oh woe is me twenty years down the road,

I've been hussling my kids to make up for my big load,

My son now got shot, but I'll still claim my case,

I'm literally now addicted to stuffing food in my face.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!

 

I know all the casinos, and they all know me,

I love this life, truly, and I got this gig, see,

I let others be criminal, cause I win the bucks,

I can dig others' their graves, hell, I don't give a f*ck.

 

They can dig up my yard 

And they'll never find that gun,

Interrogations will cease 

With a cinnamon bun!"

 

 

9:29 PM 7/6/2013 ©

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

just a silly rhyme ;-)

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