NOT SO SCAREY...SCARECROW
Scarecrow in the field,
standing tall
You're not scarey , Not at all
Crows fly by ...And caw at you
Protect the corn
Is what you do
When the sun sets
You come to life
Some folks say you even have
a knife
I just don't think that's true
I just don't believe it...Scarey that
ain't you
But I'll still call you by that name
Even if you are gentle just the
same
Protect the fields, I know you must
But to me you ain't scarey...
On that you can trust
You're not mean
You're not bad
Hanging up there , I know you're sad
All alone by yourself
Scarecrow with straw and magic felt
Maybe if we just changed your name
But then would you still have
your fame
Would you still guard the corn ?
For sure you would no longer
be scorned
S. Caldwell 2010 ©
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