Oh my oh me I think I see
That crazy kid Brody McGee.
Way up high up in that tree,
That tall Magnolia of Ms. Bodene's.
Just like a monkey except one thing,
He's not as smart or as pretty,
But he doth climb quite routinely
Up birches, pines, and Christmas trees.
Up oaks, redwoods, and concrete knees,
And dragon wings and real tall swings
And thrones of queens and other things.
So if you see him climbing round,
Please tell that boy to come back down.
