The Oak and the Rose
An oak tree and a rosebush grew,
Young and green together,
Talking the talk of growing things-
Wind and water aher.
And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed
The oak tree grew so high
That now it spoke of hings-
Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.
"I guess you think youre pretty great,"
The rose was heard to cry,
Screaming as loud as it possibly could
To the treetop in the sky.
"And now you have no time for flower talk,
Now that youve grown so tall."
"Its not so much that Ive grown," said the tree,
"Its just that youve stayed so small."
The Tou
Tell me who
Catch a tou?
Lou .
Just how few
Ride the tou?
Two .
What kind of goo
Stick you to the tou?
Glue .
Who write some
More about the tou?
You !
Weird-Bird
Birds are flyin south for winter.
Heres the Weird-Bird headin north,
Wings a-flappin, beak a-chatterin,
Cold head bobbin ba forth.
He says, "Its not that I like ice
Or freezin winds and snowy ground.
Its just sometimes its kind of nice
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