hello small squirrel
please don't mind me passing by
we can share this day.
Treehouse
Me and my America are sitting 300 feet in the air
on top of a Redwood about to get cut down, cut out,
but we don't mind, no sir,
because we're gonna ride the logs all the way to the
Big Bad timber factory and get squeezed real good
into armoirs and tabletops and Grade-A pieces of
Great White Paper, sort of like the shark,
except not, being endangered and everything,
but we don't mind, no ma'am,
because we're gonna draw up some war plans on that
New desk with that New paper all cleared out for an
Invasion, gonna call it Operation Irani Revolution,
and it's a big, BIG table, which is good
because we're gonna put Every Last Option on it,
from the A-Bomb to the B-Bomb to the Z-Bomb go BOOM!
My friend America tells me a lot of Damage might be
done, that a lot of people might be Done for,
but we don't mind, no way no how,
because Freedom's like a great big Buzzsaw come
to cut through whatever Redwood just happened to be
sitting there, taking up space before we came along.
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Thoughts on the future.