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The trees, the bull, the man took a stand
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All rooted 'til he stretched out his hand
The bull invited the man to leave
First he thought of climbing a tree
But smartly chosen the man ran.
Trees for dVerse~Poets Pub
Trees can be for Putty Tats
For climbing and shade
This and that
Trees can make a house
They feed us
And can hide a mouse
I love when they sing
On a windy day
Birds rest their wings
17 comments:
haha. no bull face-down for me!
ha. if i would have ran faster i would not have the 18 inch scar down my leg...
Wow lovely but what a scary looking bull and I love totally your limericks!
A bull will always win a battle. I never ever understood bull fights.
oh i love to listen to the tree's songs as well...
Running from a bull.. I would probably fail.. but I would still try.
I have never tried to outrun a bull and at my age I would not attempt it. I have only been close to steers (rings through their noses) and then there was a strong fence between us. I think those were rather safe encounters. xox
Oh my this brings back when I was little and thought I could go and pet one of my grandfather's bulls! I don't think he ever ran faster than that moment! Yikes!
wise men know bull when they see it. :) ~
Good idea to always accept a bull's invitation to leave ;)
we always used to cut through the pasture to go fishing - softly chanting, I hope the bull doesn't see us, I hope he doesn't see us - and as soon as we saw the gate laughing loudly and running as fast as we could
So much life around a tree
Reminds me of playing hide and seek with our bull, Billy when I was growing up!!!...:)JP
so enjoyable lines... :)
I do enjoy your poetry!
I stay away from the bulls...can't run nearly as fast as I used to!
Running seems like a good plan!
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:-D
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