The Little Grey Squirrel
Little grey squirrel that lives in a tree,
You have no cause to be frightened by me.
All through the winter you’ve been fast asleep
Now from your cosy nest gaily you’ll creep.
When you awoke did hear the bird’s sing,
telling you of the arrival of Spring?
Winter has gone with the ice and the snow
Come down from your tree to the acorns below.
From to branch to branch as so lightly you bound,
Few are the nuts up there now to be found,
But where the snow has quite melted away
You’ll find provisions for many a day
On the green turf at the foot of your home,
If such a distance you’ll venture to roam;
Come then, be brave season and come into the sun
Gather your nuts and back home you can run.
You have no cause to be frightened by me.
All through the winter you’ve been fast asleep
Now from your cosy nest gaily you’ll creep.
When you awoke did hear the bird’s sing,
telling you of the arrival of Spring?
Winter has gone with the ice and the snow
Come down from your tree to the acorns below.
From to branch to branch as so lightly you bound,Few are the nuts up there now to be found,
But where the snow has quite melted away
You’ll find provisions for many a day
On the green turf at the foot of your home,
If such a distance you’ll venture to roam;
Come then, be brave season and come into the sun
Gather your nuts and back home you can run.
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