John Bernard Poet Free verse

My Nuts My Nuts

My nuts my nuts
Fell from the tree
My nuts my nuts
Fell can’t you see

I’ll pick them up
Will you help me
We’ll pick them up
But not for free

My nuts my nuts
There are so many
My nuts my nuts
Yes there are plenty

I’ll rake them all
For you to pack
Even the small
Go in the sack

My nuts my nuts
Are on the racks
My nuts my nuts
Will be in sacks

We’ll roast some nuts on an open fire
When they finish we’ll wrap them all
And serve to all that will desire
When we serve we'll give you a call

My nuts my nuts
They are all done
My nuts my nuts
They are so fun

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Doris Culverhouse December 18, 2009 at 6:47 PM good rhytm, nuts are good to eat but hard to shell out and pick.