As I sit beneath a tree thinking thoughts pleasantly
Trying hard to put these thoughts on paper
As they are sounding endlessly to me.
Pondering deeply within my soul,
Gathering unconsciously, I hold,
Beautiful wonders we like to encounter
To have and give with unendless bliss
Sounds we hear, people we see,
Is simply a treat, without any defeat?
Our troubled times, and many crimes
Can be turned inside out, please don’t doubt?
Come on everyone and have some fun
Just make great noise,
Cause we’re the real McCoy’s!
