Away - a Poem for Sunday Muse

I Live in a Tree: 
 a simple life 

These days I'm living in a tree
I have no quaral no regrets
Hardly I can remember why
Pushed over the brink here I'm safe 

I'm happy here please let me stay 
Don't make me come down,  I'll behave 
Bring me food, there's no clothes to wash 
Tell the people to stay away

Birds nest in my hair, pretty birds 
They talk to me and lay their eggs 
On my head their young learn to scratch  
Learning to pick the lice and bugs 

Don't you scare them away, my friends 
Perhaps rain, today I can bathe 
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  - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
  - I am writing for Carie today and her photo prompt at The Sunday Muse # 124,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/09/sunday-muse-124.html?m=1 

Poem ~~ They were a couple sort of strange ...

Ish and Less;
  their split

Ish and Less were cousins estranged
They once were chums if ever was
Never apart joined at the hip
Kissing cousins they might have been

But that was then and this is now
Ish hooked up with a Fool--Fool Ish
They parted ways Fool Ish has gone
Now alone Less was feeling low

She cried and cried and couldn't sleep
No Rest she was getting fret fret
Mother came to aid if she could
Said to her this pill gives you Rest

Sure enough Rest had come to her
Dreaming or was she now Rest Less
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - Prompt was "Getting Rest" from Rommy at Weekly Scribbling # 35,  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/09/weekly-scribblings-35-joy-of-rest.html?m=1
 - The Fool Photo from Brendan MacOdrum at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, A Fine Day for Sailing Away, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/a-fine-day-for-sailing-away.html
 - Lovers Photo is my screen print of Erte's "Adam and Eve" which is copied here "Fair use."  Erte was born in 1892 and died in 1990.  He was of French decent and born in Russia (Wikipedia Link).  Adam and Eve along with more of his works may be seen at https://www.wikiart.org/en/erte .