Sunday, July 27, 2008 Ice Cream

When i was ten and young,
I wanted to climb a tree,
So i got a ladder hung,
On the highest branch i could see.

I started from the bark,
Slowly making my way up,
Scraping my fingers and toes,
I struggled looking for holes.

To support me on my climb,
To avoid me falling behind
I wrapped myself around the tree,
And wouldn't let anyone near me.

LET ME CLIMB THE TREE IN PEACE,
I shouted, hollered, and screamed,
For on the top of that very tree,
Was an icecream just for me.