When a Lil boy embarks his mark on a tree,
Tis same as a letter for whomever loves he
The Lil one becoming ever so endearing,
Till the day is sought when love casts its fury
Till then he keeps prior,
And truthful to one
Or cast upon he inevitable sorrow,
No morrow shall shun
Until learned of his moral
For even prayer to he has no pity
For the day does not shine for one with no love
To mourn Lil one for hope he has lost?
Or by god cure his burn and send in a dove
When a boy embarks on a tree
It's ever more graceful
Cause love has found he
But if his love ever lost means his heart is
dispelled
