song title / lyrics

tire tread pie

when i look up in the sky
i smell the smoke of burning (what?)
one field, one gulch, one afternoon lunch
a picnic basket.
mother's in the hamper with dad's old sox
the sitter's gone home to roost.
my brothers and i are tired of lox
but the rubber might stain our toothe!
what's that in the oven?
what's that in the sky?
an afternoon belly of tire tread pie