A Swampville Story; "The Condominium"

The Condominium!
By L. Don Oliver

It's a very magnificent tree,
it's crest is very high;
It's branches reaching out,
they nearly touch the sky;

An old hooting owl,
sitting upon a limb;
Winking one of his eyes,
nothing ever seems to bother him;

A raucous playful squirrel,
romping up in the tree;
Leaping from limb to limb,
"Hey everybody, look at me";

Ravenous, impatient baby birds,
chirping with great zest;
Echoing for mom and dad,
to return to the nest;

It's low lush green foliage,
being nibbled by a deer;
Who's ears are raised,
but it hears no fear;

A gentle breeze is blowing,
caressing the tender leaves;
And so grows the wonder,
that Mother Nature weaves;

There comes an uncaring man,
displaying a scowling frown;
With a roaring chain saw,
he cuts the Condominium down;