If I fell out of the tree
would you please not laugh at me
And try to understand
It is creepy way up there
thirty feet up in the air
Will you hold my hand
I cant hear the birdies sing
3:00 AMs dark
You cant see a freaking thing
its no walk in the park
So-called friends said watch your grip
I took a breath
I knew if I made one slip
it could mean death
But they
said that we would have a ball
youll see
Only idiots could fall
certainly
I remember mom would say
to use my brain
Please be careful how I play
do not do things insane
Now Im getting scared
and it
aint looking good
If my life is spared
this tree
is firewood
Oh, no
I am falling on my rump
or worse
My head might crack on that stump
what a curse
I cant hear the birdies sing
its cold and dark
In fact, I cant hear a thing
oh, what a stupid lark
What a real boneheaded lark
Dude, you’re too fast, you should be coaching the 49ers (now on TV.)