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