A Man Frozen

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There once was a man
whose name was Stan

One day walking along
whistling a happy song

When he did see
a most splendid tree

And made a big mistake
something from it to take

‘Twas ever so tragic
for the tree was magic

He was frozen in place
to his utter disgrace

Birds nested in his hair
and critters from everywhere

Used him all the time
as a means to climb

For he could not move
nor even to disapprove

And so it is I’m guessin’
we should learn a lesson

If ever a magic tree
you should happen to see

You’d better keep it real
and nothing from it steal

Or you could be frozen
that’s just what I’m supposin’

Teresa Marie  1/29/12 ©