The
lime tree
Stood on top
Of The Hill,
The ground around
With limes
Did it
Fill
One Decending lime
Rolling to the
Incline,
Got itself
Into a
Spin
Tumbling down
With no Jill
After
Hitting the road side
A car did abide,
By changing its
Shape to
Flat,
But!
Deep into
The tyre grip
Went a
Pip
Spinning around
To the engine's
Sound,
It's DNA
Got slightly
Altered
After coming to a
Full stop,
The fastidious Chauffeur
Noticed,
The
Wheel didn't
Need a
Seed,
Flicking it over a
Wall,
Where it landed
Upon fertile
Land
As the seed started to grow
It's branches began
To twist
Ten years went by
As quick as a
Roll
Of you're
Eye
The land
That the tree,
Let It's roots spread free
Also contained a
Shack,
And as the morning
Broke,
The old man
Awoke
Starting his daily routine,
The days
Always seemed
The same,
But
He was clever enough to know,
There was no-one
To
Blame
But
Himself,
Life just seemed to
Snooker him,
Into this
Pocket
His only venture out,
Was the local store,
Supplying all that
Was
Needed
But
Before setting off,
Something was calling to
His
Attention,
The sound of a bird
Never
Heard
Heading down
The overgrown
Path,
The bird suddenly stopped,
And
While flying off,
He saw something,
Never seen
Before
A tree bering limes,
From it's
Corkscrew branches,
But
Not any old limes,
Their skins
Also
Had a
Twist
Picking one up,
Marvelling at the shape,
He headed off to
The store
Arriving at the door,
Felt like
Not
Before,
This day was like
No
Other
Gathering his supplies,
Catching the
Shopkeepers eye,
"A very good day to you"
"I don't mean to sound rude
But you're in a good mood"
She said, while giving
Him a
Smile
"What would you think
If I asked you out
For a drink?"
"I'd grab
Hat and coat,
Lock up this old store
And we'd be on our way"
With his best smile in years
He said
"Well let's go"
Arriving at the bar,
He asked for two
Mojitos
The barman
Shook his head,
"We're all out of limes!"
The old man's eyes
Lit up
Song, Terrorvision, Tequila