A tree fell on
the old ladies house
last night.
She was at the
hospital though,
low blood pressure
and all.
Her family came
at noon today.
Six cars, nine people.
“That’s a big mess!”
my neighbor said.
“It’ll be done by sundown,”
came the reply
from a tattooed man
with a chainsaw.
They worked five hours
then they left.
“Like builden’ a barn,
only backwards!”
the kid said as
he hopped in the car.
All that’s left is
the stump of
the tree that fell
on the ladies house
last night.
