up on a tree top
high in the sky
lives a bright little creature
with big bulgy eyes
coming down once a week
gathering food for it's nest
It makes sure to be quiet
for there's enemies ahead
looking every direction
that the way, it be clear
he runs to the woods to get the food that's so dear
making sure to step lightly
no sound to be made
when he gets to his spot
gathers all that he can
of a sudden, a sound
sees red eyes coming nigh
runs as fast as he can
to his home up the tree
the beast almost caught him
he's right to his feet
so before the beast grabs him
he gets to his tree
makes a leap to the top branch
then into his home
another day done
food, work and play
tis the life of said creature
for good or for nay
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
up on a tree top
high in the sky
lives a bright little creature
with big bulgy eyes
coming down once a week
gathering food for it's nest
It makes sure to be quiet
for there's enemies ahead
looking every direction
that the way, it be clear
he runs to the woods to get the food that's so dear
making sure to step lightly
no sound to be made
when he gets to his spot
gathers all that he can
of a sudden, a sound
sees red eyes coming nigh
runs as fast as he can
to his home up the tree
the beast almost caught him
he's right to his feet
so before the beast grabs him
he gets to his tree
makes a leap to the top branch
then into his home
another day done
food, work and play
tis the life of said creature
for good or for nay
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