Earl and the Southern Flying Squirrel
Ashley Moffat, 2005, Second Nature
There once was a boy named Earl
Who fell in love with a Flying Squirrel
He would sit upon the forest floor
And look up, way up, and adore
How she twirled her way up to the tippy-top-tops
Of the trees... in her night-time world
Then into...thin air, she hurled
Her small, fuzzy, furry……body but
Earl, he never worried
He just smiled and he swooned, and he stared at the moon
To catch a glimpse of her silhouette
At which point, he would play his clarinet
Serenading his beloved
Gliding up, way up above it
Oh, Zippity-doo-doo-doo, how I love you
And the way that you glide
Across the night sky...
There once was a Flying Squirrel
Who fell in love with a boy named…..Earl!
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