I can not say how much fun I have
\nThis time each year, I feel so bad
\nThe leaves on the trees, look oh so neat
\nBut that’s before the ground they meet
\nOh wish That I could make a tree
\nThat’s pretty for the eye to see
\nBut does not break my back, when leaves
\nFall to the ground and give me heaves
\nI think I’ll make a tree of silk
\nBut it won’t have leaves that will wilt
\nNo I’ll make mood leaves that I will
\nThey will change colors with temperatures still
\nThey also would not fall to ground
\nThey’d stay in trees and there abound
\nWith colors as the seasons change
\nSince they would not fall, would that seem strange
\nThis type of tree and astroturf
\nWould make each year yes much less work
\nIf I could make a property
\nWith these two things, then millions I’d see
\nYes, if I could sell a home like this
\nIt would make much better seasons, this
\nAnd would be fun to live in burbs
\nAnd not curse leaves as now I curse<\/p>\n
By Ronald Gainsford<\/p>\n
\u00a9 2000 Ronald Gainsford<\/p>\n
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I can not say how much fun I have This time each year, I feel so bad The leaves on the trees, look oh so neat But that’s before the…<\/p>\n