Tree, My Friend
By
October 31, 2016

1477720864_line-07– Movement One – 

Outside my office there is a tree,

A Tree who keeps me company.

Tree gives me shade, 

We sing Lemonade.

A Tree,

That’s as good a friend as can be. 

We sway together, 

We stand together. 

I eat lunch with Tree on my break, 

Sometimes I offer Tree an apple,

But never doth Tree the apple take. 

Tree doesn’t like apples,  

Tree doesn’t like grapes. 

Tree doesn’t like things 

You find on a plate. 

 

Tree makes me feel, 

Like I have a best friend. 

Because it’s hard to make friends,

After college ends.  

In a new city. 

When your decades turn three. 

No one ever tells, 

How hard it will be.

How hard it will be,

To make new friends, 

After college ends.  

If it weren’t for Tree

I don’t know where I’d be, 

Not hanging out like friends,

How sad for me. 

 

Side by side, we play 

Very happy and gay

And we drink beer together, 

Yes, even during the work day! 

I always pick, 

A nice IPA 

Though Tree often prefers, 

Something lighter like say, 

A wheat beer, or witte, or even a white,  

Something cloudy and pale, 

Something fruity and light 

Once Tree and I hung out for so so long, 

My co-workers and boss came to see what was wrong, 

They came out to find me,

Drunk as a skunk. 

But there was no need to worry!

All was fine, Because, 

I’d made a song for Tree

It was more a parody, 

Of a song, that originally appeared, 

In Toy Story.

The song was sung by Randy Newman 

And my co-workers and boss, 

Saw me singing with Glee 

To Tree, the best (tear) — 

Best Friend that could be. 

The name of the song?

I worked on all day long? 

“You Got A Friend In Tree”

I wasn’t embarrassed, 

By the stares and the scowls.

Because Tree is my friend,

And said the song was stupend!

And I know this is true,  

Tree wouldn’t pretend. 

My co-workers and boss sometimes sing the song at me,

At the end of staff meetings. 

At the start of staff meetings. 

And sometimes they come to my desk, to stare, 

Then all of a sudden start singing at me there. 

But It doesn’t bother me 

It doesn’t make me feel sad 

Because I think about what they’re doing, 

And I actually feel kind of glad…

 

I think they would like to be friends with me, 

But its too late guys, 

I’m friends with Tree. 

Tree is pretty picky when it comes to being friends

Which is why I feel so special to be on the receiving end 

There is a window in the office where you can look out and see,

Tree standing on the sidewalk, peacefully

So Tree and I wave to each other all day long 

I like to do that when the day is going wrong.

When my boss tells me to do work I don’t want to do

Tree waves to cheer me up and helps to get me through 

Some days it works 

And some days it does not. 

But that’s not important, 

It’s the thought that counts. 

 

– Movement Two- 

I say “Hi” to Tree first thing in the morning 

And “Bye” to Tree when I leave for the day.

And though our time apart is important, I know 

I wish I could spend all my time with my bro. 

But if I spend all my time with my friend Tree, 

Then what stories would Tree have to tell me? 

And what stories would I even have to tell Tree?

Tree’s stories are nothing short of great,

He tells them in a way, that anyone can relate,

Once Tree told a tale of a squirrel, 

A squirrel that would and could not leave 

A squirrel that stayed well past it’s time, 

Like a never-ending New Year’s Eve. 

 

The squirrel would not leave my friend Tree alone. 

Tree tried everything, EVERYTHING! 

Short of course of throwing stone. 

Tree’s descriptions made me laugh 

How he’d use branches as bats 

Throwing pinecones and leaves 

And swaying aggressively in the breeze.

This image made me laugh, 

The thought of Tree and Squirrel locked in battle

Tree did not see what was funny though, 

And reprimanded my lighthearted manner 

But Squirrel would not leave. 

And finally Tree just accepted, 

That Squirrel, 

Would probably,

Be living with Tree, 

For all the rest, 

Of eternity. 

And Tree got used to Squirrel being there. 

Tree actually grew to like Squirrel’s fuzzy hair.

Squirrel’s presence was welcome and comforting too 

Tree was comfortable with whatever Squirrel wanted to do

 

Then one day Squirrel just stopped hanging with Tree 

Sometimes it’s our love that causes our closest to flee

Tree was sad that day 

And I was sad for Tree

But we have each other and that’s something, you see 

I’ll never leave Tree

And I won’t love him too much 

So he won’t ever get,

Tired of me

Because it’s hard to make friends.

But it’s even harder to make friends, 

When you’ve lost your best friend. 

So you see, 

Me and Tree, 

Are best buds for life, 

When it’s legalized, 

I’ll ask, 

To be Tree’s lawfully wedded wife

Our vows will be simple 

Our ceremony Grand 

And our friendship will be known

Through immortal words, 

Across this great land: 

 

When the road looks rough ahead 

And you’re miles and you’re miles from your nice warm bed

Just remember what your old pal said,

You got a friend in Tree 

Oh you got a friend in Tree.

 

 
 
 

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