The weeds are growing, in the field of hay
It grows a lot faster, where the children will play
The birds will chirp and the crickets will sing
The man will dance, while the bells give a ding
The eagles will soar, through the sky above
Like God will pray, and send off his dove
The toys will sit, while their up for sale
The parents will buy them, so their children won't pale
The seasons will change, so will day and night
The police will sleep, cause there will be no fights
The song will blow, the tiny people away
While the churches and quires sing their song each day
The cars will zoom, as the gas will flow
The rivers will shake, as the boats shall row
The vegetables will harvest, as the garden is watered
The toast will taste good, when it's smothered and buttered
The rabbit will hop, when it sees it's carrots
The human will laugh, when it listens to it's parrots
The mirror will give you, a glance of yourself
The day b4 Christmas, the children will love the elf
the wind will blow, while the leaves will fall
when you pile up the leaves, you'll have a great ball
tie will resume, and take it's place
Don't ever give up, cause everyday is a race
I'm here for one reason one purpose, that's to say my speech
As time will pass, it'll be outta my reach
