The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere.
He didn't care.
He stood in a field where barley grows.
His head did no thinking
His arms didn't move except then the wind cut up
Rough and mice ran around on the ground
He stood in a field where barley grows.
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he's resigned to his fate
'Cause life's not unkind - he doesn't mind.
He stood in a field where barley grows

You helped me to run away from home, you found me this hiding place, you painted me in this strange way, but what am I going to do if it's starts to rain?!

many thanks for child's source: http://eirian-stock.deviantart.com/

thanks to Jascha Hoste for chair's source

I will submit a sbs as soon as possible.

Thanks to Duane Schoon, cindyt7070, Rennett Stowe,
angela7dreams, and cookipediachef for the images.

a contrast between funny and scary, using a cartoonish style