"I'll meet you at the top of the Gillie Family Tree"
"Wheeeeeee" said Jim as he looked back at them, "I'll beat you to the top of the Gillie Family Tree."
But, chicka chicka boom boom, will there be enough room?
Here comes Lil up the Gillie Family Tree. And Sam and Si and that soon-to be guy, all on their way up the Gillie Family Tree.
Chicka chicka boom boom, will there be enough room?
Look who's coming: Jacob and Nicole.
Then Kyrstie comes
And passes out gum.
Still more, Mother here and Dad's the last one. The whole family up the...oh no!!!
Chicka chicka BOOM BOOM!!
Spit spat spoodle moot
Slip slap sleep
Everybody's running from the piled up heap.
Grandma and grandpa and fallen down kids
Try to start again, the old, the young, the kids.
"Help us up" cried Mom without joy.
Next from the pile-up skinned-kneed boys
and stub-toed girl,
Sam, Lily, Si about to hurl.
Soon-to-be's ready to say hi.
J and K are about to cry.
Dad has knotted up his tie.
Mom is looped. Dad is stopped. Babies're twisted alley-oop.
Spit spat spoodle moot
Slip slap sleep
Look who's coming. Black-eyed Lexi.
And Jake and Nicole, that loose-toothed she.
Then Erin's up and wiggle-jiggles free.
Last to come, Sara, see?
And the sun goes down on the Gillie Family Tree.
But chicka chicka boom boom
Look, there's a full moon.
Mom is out of bed and this is what she said.
"Dare double dare, I'll cry with glee:
When there are more to come in the Gillie Family Tree."
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