The Big Brown and Green

I looked up and saw it

The big brown and green

Standing right there, in the middle

Longing to be seen

Its lush, green leaves

On the end of its ba-ranches

Raining down on the ground

Some even making crunches

I asked Grandpa Wise

What that thing was called

And he said “A ta-ree,

So big and tall.”

A ta-ree! A ta-ree!

How very splendid!

The word rolled off my tongue

Making me feel amazing 

I loved it, oh, I loved it!

The beautiful ta-ree

This would soon be my home

The big brown and green