A tiny civilization hidden in the trees,
The critters gave Kronos a little tease,
In our land he found a place to stay,
" I'll stay here a while ", he says.

Feral the fox governs this home,
He invites Kronos to his cave in friendly tone,
Around the little town Kronos toured,
As dusk calls, the critters gathered at The Great Tree's floor.

A little festival to celebrate the day,
The critters danced around and play,
After singing songs, Kronos took a break,
There at his seat is where love is in his wake.