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FROM THE ARCHIVES WHEN A YOUNG FOOL NAMED JENNA WENT ON A TRESPASSING AND CLIMBING ADVENTURE IN THE DARK -----

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 can’t hear the birdies sing…3:00 AM’s dark
You can’t see a freaking thing…it’s 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…you’ll 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 I’m getting scared…and it…ain’t 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 can’t hear the birdies sing…it’s cold and dark
In fact, I can’t hear a thing…oh, what a stupid lark
What a real boneheaded lark