'you'Re Going To Break Your Neck'

~~~"You're Going To Break Your Neck ! " ~~~ I see red and orange amidst the green. Occasionally faces can be seen hiding in the branches there, climbing trees without a care and I order them down 'cause I'm just mean. They're up above the ground, oh so high. Any closer and they could touch the sky. "Hey you, get your butt down!" I bellow , with a frown and they grudgingly climb down with a sigh. Memories are short and they're up there again. My nerves are starting to feel the strain. "Get out of that tree right now!" I holler like a mad cow. Acting responsible is just a pain. The sun is out and the kids are wild. The poor trees out front are now defiled. Beneath the tree is now found broken branches all around, but at least no broken bones of a child. ~~not 'the end,' I'm sure~~~