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Leave Me Alone...

I wish the trees would keep their leaves
Then I could keep my cool
For raking leaves and bagging them
Is a job made for a fool

It never ends, there's always more
The trees hold them until tomorrow
Just when you think you have them all
You need the rake that's borrowed

Pile them high, great big heaps
The second time today
Come back from lunch to bag them up
Had to chase the kids away

They don't belong to MY trees
I have only evergreens
And this job of getting rid of them
Is harder than it seems

There's reds and golds, so very pretty
But raking is so hard
Hey, that tree's my neighbor's!
So I'll just put them in HIS yard!

Now, my neighbor's pissed at me
He doesn't want them back
I say "They are your trees, you see"
He says I'm out of whack

How so I say, what the Hell?
I didn't invite them in
He says that I am not, really well
I should take them back again

Hell no! I won't, they aren't mine
Don't put them off on me
I don't even have a vine
They match your fking trees!

A word was thrown and then a punch
My eye is black and blue
Now the kids are back from lunch
"Oh dad, what did you do?"

"It's nothing son, just a spat
I'm sure he'll calm down soon
If he don't, I'll tell him that
His dish ran off with his spoon"

Mom! Dad's drunk again
He's put our leaves next door
His eye looks like it's in pain
We can't play with leaves no more!

I guess that one more beer won't hurt
Then I'll settle up with him
I'll go next door, to talk with Kurt
Try to cleanse my sin

Too late I guess, He ain't reconciling
I'm on my way to jail
From the cruiser's window
I yell, "Don't worry about my bail!"

Your Honor, give me like ninety days
I guess by then the snow will come
They have cable at the jail anyways
Huh; I'm not so dumb

But no! How cruel he is to me
He sends me home again
He says that he wants me to see
Mend my fences; THEN

Bag the leaves for picking up
Help old Kurt, collect them all
I guess that if I have one more cup
Kurt will survive this Fall

Oh please, Dear Lord, give me rest
I did so much, like jail
Keep me there,it's for the best
I wanted to stay, I wail!

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You should get a blower or vacuum mower . Or a neighbor who keeps what is his.I was gonna suggest some changes but I enjoyed this too much as is. BTW those evergreens will be shedding before long

You should get a blower or vacuum mower . Or a neighbor who keeps what is his.I was gonna suggest some changes but I enjoyed this too much as is. BTW those evergreens will be shedding before long

supposed to be just a little ditty to amuse my next door neighbor. We actually have a good relationship and don't worry much about leaves. Leave them be we say! <y wife and I are about to go out and rake and bag the ones on our little patio and put the plastic chairs and table away. We have already covered the grill and taken in the propane tank. Pine needles are nothing! We sweep away whatever ones are in the way and that's it! You know me, I'm always open to suggestions, so if there is anything that might make this better, suggest away! Thanks, ~ Gee.
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Very fun filled write about raking Geezer....I know it's a tough job having done it when I was with my son in Canada....
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raj (sublime_ocean)

glad to have you read and comment! Yes, it is a tough job, but it's necessary. Soooo....
Glad you enjoyed! ~ Geezer.
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