Acorns
Acorns!
Acorns!
Acorns!
Did somebody say Acorns!
Where! Where! Where!
It's stuck in strange and odd looking places
And sometimes it's even in dangerous places
Putting me scrat in dangerous situations
But that blasted acorn always manages to get away from me
And it's the only one of its kind in the ice age
I maybe a strange looking squirrel
A saber- toothed squirrel to be exact
But I love love love my acorn I just wished that the acorn loved me back
