My mamma is too busy
watchin’ the cardinal and the robin
take a bath in the dew up on our hill
and the blackbird scooping up a cicada in his bill.
If tennis is not your game
i love walking just the same.
After mamma sips her tea
and eats her sourdough bread
maybe she will remember that i haven’t been fed.
Until then i will chew on this thing like gum
and wish my mamma wasn’t such a BUM!