is a story about a lumberjack. A giant of a man
he was with a heart of gold. Among the people of
the lumbering town who knew him, knew they could
count on him in any given circumstance.
was Patty Cake and when people were first introduced
to him, it made them laugh, snicker or smile. Being
7 feet tall and all brawn, I can guarantee you that
not too many people made fun of his name very long.
hear Patty Cake all day long yelling, "T I
M B E R !" deep the surrounding forrests. He
did this all day, everyday, for years. One day in
late November, he was chopping down this 1000 foot
tree and just as he was getting ready to yell T
I M B E R, he noticed a birds nest far, far up in
the tree. But because the tree was falling, he couldn't
do anything about it until he saw that the nest
was falling out of the tree as the tree was falling.
Cake, having the heart of gold that he did, dropped
his axe and ran to catch the falling nest. He dove
for it and caught it just before it hit the ground.
He noticed 3 little birdies chirping for their mommy.
He smiled; turned; looked up and noticed that the
tree was falling down on top of him. He stretched
out his arm so the nest wouldn't get squashed, but
he got squashed real good instead.
the people of the lumber town arrived, they found
him under the tree and the small nest with the birdies
chirping for their mommy in his outstretched arm
in his hand saving them from sure doom. They removed
the tree that was on top of Patty Cake, and the
birds nest from his hand. They placed the nest high
up in a nearby tree. That's the way Patty Cake would
have wanted it.
the people of the lumbering town decided to put
a statue in honor of Patty Cake where he was squashed.
So they all chipped in and had a famous sculpturest
sculpt a beautiful 10 foot high likeness of Patty
Cake with his axe over his right shoulder, one foot
up on a log and a big smile on his face. In his
left hand, the sculpter placed a birds nest with
three birdies chirping for their Mommy as requested
by the lumber towns people. The inscription on the
Cake, Patty Cake, Lumberjack man,
Chopped down trees as fast as you can,
For 7 feet tall you sure was blessed,
Got squashed by the tree when you saved a nest.
gone, he ain't no more,
And the way he lived, it was no chore,
When first we heard we all said, "My Gosh!",
Poor old Patty Cake, he just got squashed.
the lumberjacks here and gone,
Patty Cake was the best and sure was all brawn,
He never liked to play any games,
And we never, ever made fun of his name.
bye Patty Cake!
the little birdies got a little older, they gave
their own special tributes to Patty Cake everyday
by sitting on the his head.