Indiana's Clump O' Trees Poem

By Summer Song

There’s a Clump O’ Tree here
and a clump O’ tree there
Driven’ in my car
I see um everywhere

In duh country
They’re all I see
Field.. field
Clump o’ tree!

In me old truck
Driven’ down highway 3
listening to my music
in clump o’ tree country

You probably never noticed um
that make you stupid you see
now don’t forget
the important clump o’ tree