I Sat in a Tree
I sat in a tree
thinking about the earth.
It keeps moving
with every death and birth.
I sat in the tree
thinking about girls,
and how they compare
to deep sea pearls.
I sat in the tree
thinking about boys.
About their obsessions
with trinkets and toys.
I sat in the tree
thinking about school,
and how I was failing math,
and how I'm a fool.
I thought about many things
in that tree.
Next time you sit in a tree,
will you think about me?
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