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TREE BUTCHERS OF L.A.
Copyright © 2010 - MickTerry.com

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Cedar and
Hick'ry,
Orange- and
Pine.
    We'll trim them back hard
    'til they look like they've died.

Dogwood and
Olive,
Walnut,
Nectarine.
    We'll stub them all off
    'til there ain't no more green.
    TREE BUTCHERS OF L.A.-

Tupelo,
Redwood,
Elderberry,
Elm.
    All the names of these trees
    can get me overwhelmed.

Lime,
Eucalyptus,
Aspen and
Fig.
    We'll cut them all down
    if a little too big.
    TREE BUTCHERS OF L.A.-

        Paul Bunyan was an axe murderer,
        not some damned tree hugger.
        Paul Bunyan was an axe murderer,
        not some nature lover.
        Paul Bunyan was my hero.

Cottonwood,
Ironwood,
Alder and
Oak.
    We're doing our best
    just to make them all croak.

Maple and
Inkberry,
Sycamore,
Spruce.
    Plant new ones in August
    and give them no juice.
    TREE BUTCHERS OF L.A.-

( Acrostic )

Copyright © 2010  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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Around Los Angeles, 'tree expert' contractors continue to stub off
& disfigure beautiful trees to quickly get the job done.
Saplings & transplanted trees are often re-planted in heat of summer
& then left to wither on their own without watering.

Mick Terry  worked as a tree trimmer in Maryland years ago,
trained in proper cutting practices for the health & aesthetics of trees.
Moving to Los Angeles, he was appalled by the lack of training & care
of most so-called 'tree professionals', with emphasis on expediency.

Tree People  is a worthy organization dedicated to enabling
sustainable resources & beautiful flora.

To other environmental / ecological song lyrics:   NORTH WIND
PLASTIC RIVERS
GREEN HUMMER
THE BEAR FACTS
TOP GOES THE DIESEL
COME CLEAN WITH ME
MR. WHEELER IN YOUR SUV
BP WANTS THEIR LIFE BACK
GASOLINE PRICES WERE PLUNGING
THE WORLD IS NOT YOUR ASHTRAY
GOING TO HELL (IN A HAND BASKET)
BLOODY WHALE TALES (IN THE FAROES)
PLANT SOME WINDMILLS (ED BEGLEY, JR.)
I'VE SUCCESSFULLY KILLED ALL MY BONSAI
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT A COMPACT?
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