fourhundredyears
Profile of a Youngin'
Tiptoeing through the forest, I find a beaten path. The path is obstructed by a tree that won't let me pass. My survival skills kick in, or maybe I'm superhuman. I crouch down low, spring, I'm flying wohoo win!
My obstacle is complete, now time to find a treat. This tree I found in the backwoods, a tree oh so neat. And trees in the background birch white and deep black. I'm used to 70ft pines dripping sap on my back. But maybe this tree I find, a spruce or lilac. Wait, isn't a lilac a flower, I got beat by a bat.
Now I have a decision to make, crowd the tree or photoshop fake. I decide to crowd the tree, title it "Profile of a Youngin'" I did dat yap. Yappidy yap, don't talk back, a tree's in the house and he's a sap yieldin' chap.
Profile of a Youngin'
Tiptoeing through the forest, I find a beaten path. The path is obstructed by a tree that won't let me pass. My survival skills kick in, or maybe I'm superhuman. I crouch down low, spring, I'm flying wohoo win!
My obstacle is complete, now time to find a treat. This tree I found in the backwoods, a tree oh so neat. And trees in the background birch white and deep black. I'm used to 70ft pines dripping sap on my back. But maybe this tree I find, a spruce or lilac. Wait, isn't a lilac a flower, I got beat by a bat.
Now I have a decision to make, crowd the tree or photoshop fake. I decide to crowd the tree, title it "Profile of a Youngin'" I did dat yap. Yappidy yap, don't talk back, a tree's in the house and he's a sap yieldin' chap.