| There's a guy that lives up in my tree He came along one day Climbed up And stayed there He comes down occasionally For food and things Doesn't say a word to no one No "Hello" No "Good day" Nothing Not even a nod of acknowledgement He carries on as if nothing was wrong As if living up in someone's tree is a normal activity I don't think it is He's got a plank built from one limb to another I don't know where he got it But it's up there I see odds and ends up there A pillow A blanket He reads up there I see him with books from time to time Which means he's got a battery powered light up there too He doesn't really bother me But I wash he'd go away It's unsettling having someone live up in your tree What's even more unsettling is my inability to ask him to come down To tell him to leave It's not that I'm afraid of him He seems quite harmless I'm not afraid to ask him I just find it hard to breach the subject It's difficult to tell a man to get out of your tree Try it sometime and you'll see what I mean |