A friend in green walks along a magical forest path
Over an underground lake (aren’t they all?)
And sees Harvey in a hammock, sipping tea: Delirious
A duck, a swan, a hawk, flying about his head
Harold walks by on a nearby path
Sipping hot cocoa & marshmallows: Singing
Singing high, singing low
(But to Harvey no hello)
Harvey swings his legs on his hammock and notices
The fire under his tea is flickering out
The two paths cross but at a loss
Harvey lights matches; Harold smells sulfur
Burning and runs away while Harvey
Tends his fire
And his feathered friends fly miles away
The friend in green keeps the narrow miss in mind
And tells green lies about the time
Harold and Harvey parted ways
How one ran and the other stayed
When feathered friends flew miles away
Harvey’s fire now burns bright
As the golden evening turns to night
Harvey’s gone, now, far away
And before too long, he’s out of sight