Long Tall Sally and The Primrose Pole

What possessed me to answer the door with no lipstick?

Did I fall on my crown or something?

What is wrong with me?

T.E.S.T.O.S.T.E.R.O.N.E.

At 9:00 am

and without my morning coffee

a man and his drill

showed up at my door

The birdie did not tell me.

I need to have a talk with that bird.

He did not tell me about the arms of steel
Ready to bite

Flexible. Dangling. Dapper. Daring......
The crazy crane
dancing wildly with the bucket

recklessly in the thick of my forest
Spiralling. Poised. Ready. .........

Oh, the hugs a bold bucket can give.

Birdie did not tell me...
how fast my heart would beat

at the sight of
one lonely hard-hatted handsome hood

Slowly planting Sally

where she stood


laying shadow on shadow
wood on woodin a bed of leaves

trampled sleeves

when it was through

I secretly saw

dirty faced pounds of

steel on wheels

corkscrews and cranks in exhausted hue
my heroes at last.......to the rescue! I clapped with glee

to finally see

up up in the trees
they swung from a hip

A warm friendly light
just for me

the pansies watched






the sky was blue






This tightrope dance of manly you

Fantasy feigned

I awoke with a blush

The Forest convened

but what was the rush?
"I don't like my new home," said the Long Tall Sal. "There is no one here like me. Not even a pal."
So the trees leaned in to see ......

what the fussy pole would be.

"I so want to look like a tree," said she.

"But I'm the new kid and not very tall."
My bark is too pale. I don't fit at all.

What do you think of that?

And nobody noticed my hat."

The barely clinging leaves rattled on
Like drunken tall sailors with women and song.
"And what of those curls?" they laughed and laughed.







"So lazy. Unkempt, that kid. We'll show him a thing or two in these woods.""Did you see those locks?" asked the sappy pine. "They haven't been combed in weeks. We can't have a ragamuffin move in on our crib. Things are looking bleak."

"There goes the neighborhood!" said Wood. A whiner whispered, " And who'll warn the squirrels about these curls? Their tails will be tangled. You'd think we were girls!" The wind blew up a jealous chatter.
The man trees swirled on in scandalous clatter.
"Have you ever seen bark like that? Why, I don't think he's shaved a day in his life. He must be a babe in the woods. Whoever heard of a babe with no bark?"

As they rolled around naked

leafy and stark.
"Sshhhh........ Listen," one shook as they finally calmed down.. "She's crying." said Twig as he lit up a smoke. "Didn't you notice her wire just broke?"

Her?

Listen.

(You've never seen man trees rise up so completely ......zipping their branches so silent and sweetly. Move out of my way! You're blocking the view! Hasten now fast! And all of them bragged at how long they could last.)

"Well, why didn't you say so in the first place you big ugly bald blight!' swayed the Three-Pronged-Tree. "Look what you've gone and done now. Look see!
We could use another female in our camp. I wouldn't blame her if she blew out her lamp.

I say we mend fences and make introductions."Straighten up.
Show some respect! "
The Giraffe tree giggled and strained his neck

So the pine sashayed to the oak and the poplar popped over by the pine and everyone waited for the moody maple to wax opine. Elegant elmy sipped sap from a brook and decided to give her a second look.

Long Tall Sally ignored their brood

She simply was not in the mood

Digging around her roots and stump

Hard-hatted humans had made her a grump

Long about sundown

the deed was done

The trees in my kingdom

were finally one

reds and yellows

I dug with a spoon

and plastered these

primrose

when the clock struck noon

I was listening by the slated rock

That's how I knew

Everybody knows that bird done flew

We could learn a lot from a brave prissy tree

alone in the forest with male faculty

Curls and whistles to go with her bonnet

lighting my castle with no thieves upon it
"Do you see her planting for US in a row?

Maybe we should ask if she has a beau...."

said Maple and Elmer and Piney and Bark
"And we'd better hurry

It's getting dark!'

So tonight by the light of the artificial moon

a romance began with the stars and the loon

"I have one request, dear tree friends of mine

As you wine her and dine her, poles swaying about

For heaven's sakes nobody

ask her OUT!"

Isn't she lovely?




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