A Mole's Song

Io may be a moler,

But io do loikes ta sing,

Just as an 'awkburd,

S'born to take wing.

Io coom from thee mointains,

O' the ve'y far west,

Io am a gudd cook thurr,

One o' the best.

A moler io be!

Lookit me!

The 'appiest moler ya evurr did see!

Now, 'nuff 'bout me,

'Ow 'bout you?

Now tell io now,

Do ya live in a shoo?

Nuff 'bout you,

Now 'bout me!

The 'appiest moler,

Ya evurr did see!

A moler io be!

Lookit me!

The 'appiest moler ya evurr did see!

As bein' a moler,

Io sure loikes ta dig,

Lookit me diggin' claw,

Ain't it joost big?

Back ta the cookin',

Io makes a gudd zoop,

Full o' hotroot,

An' some sort o' goop.

A moler io be!

Lookit me!

The 'appiest moler ya evurr did see!