{"id":100372,"date":"2012-11-24T00:06:55","date_gmt":"2012-11-24T05:06:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/100372\/the-mammal-and-the-tree-a-fable\/"},"modified":"2012-11-24T00:06:55","modified_gmt":"2012-11-24T05:06:55","slug":"the-mammal-and-the-tree-a-fable","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/100372\/the-mammal-and-the-tree-a-fable\/","title":{"rendered":"The Mammal And The Tree A Fable"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The Mammal and The Tree A Fable by Bettie Davis and r.<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n


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I lumbered towards a dim lit cabin thru the forest
\nIt was Bettie’s place
\nIt had been so long since I had the strenght
\nTo disconnect my roots from the ground
\nYet there I was covered in rain
\nBark lit by the storming sky
\nAs She opened the door and confromted me
\n“Well I’s bees” she said
\nGet yourself in her by the fire foren your sap turns ta freeze
\nShe wrapped a chequored blanket around my brittle bark
\nAnd my stumps soaked in a tub of warm water
\nShe bought me a cup of honey tea
\nAnd I poured it gently on my chest to rehydrate my me
\nWhile layin back exceedin his energy
\nOf long needed love and attentions
\nThings begain ta sprog lively as supposedly ta beees
\nAndds Iiiiis waz happy ta seees
\nDa looks of and
\nIt jest warms mees heart
\nAsss wees sat
\nAnd embarked on ole times past
\nBout whens wees were youngish sprouts
\nAnd sooo innocent ta bees wees were and the forest yonder wees shared<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

Bettie took me into her heart
\nHer blood pulsed rum red thru her mamalian viens
\nwhilst mine a pallid half sap ebbed thru my mutant wood
\nI was a half breed there was no denying it
\nBut I felt comfortable by the fire in Betties gaze
\nNot allowing myslef to get too close of course
\nBecause of the drying leaves
\nI’ll have to get a job I said in a sullen oakened voice
\nI hear there’s an opening at the lumber yard…<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

Lumber yards fer hire and fire
\nOh how could ya ever tinks Id let you take on such a horded job
\nMoo likely the forest rangers station would bees a better place ta take on a job of yo breedin
\nThen iiiis could cums visits you just any ole timess me pleases
\nThere the little seedin would be moo at ease ta bare arms the leaves
\nMoo freer ta breathe even
\nNo the forest would be the place ta bees
\nFree ta roam back and forth as ones pleases
\nWit outts a care of being humanize and disgraced know
\nLease iiiis just gives you time ta tink on it whiles you grow moo leaves and limb esf this world
\nSo I sat back
\nAnd listened to the wizdom of this world
\nThe wizdom seen thru the eyes of a somewone who passed thru the forest
\nA warm brreze caressing the gentle beads of sweat
\nto move so fast among the green composed of such an equasious amount of liqid
\nSap welled in my knot hole eyes
\nI’ll try the Rangers Tomrrow I said
\nBut for now my stumps must take root in your carpet<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

There in the mist of whats waz so call livingquartes
\nOf the humanoid tree person at best beees thee
\nLeafless tree did take root
\nGrowin branches and sprouts there of
\nIn aaas world unbeknown
\nTo any others but the twoss
\nLife waz benign
\nFor the twos worlds of humanors and the tree life tooos beeee<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

A hundred years went by as my leaves a rustled in the breeze
\nMy Boo had passed in the wintertime some ten years past
\nMy offspring abound in the forest
\nBut Her great gradchildren tended me every Day
\nClimbed me, watered Her carpet
\nTook fruit from my musky branches
\nBlood red pears and green peaches
\nThat preached of balanced interspecies
\nSomehow there was harmony at last in this little glen<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n


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Written By: Bettie Davis and Rusky ——————— \u00a9 November 23 , 2o12<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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