THE SQUIRREL'S SONG (FROM A GARDEN IN BETHESDA!)
Rain, rain, go away! come back another day. I need to fill my nut cache, Fall is on its way! Beech, Hickory, Hazel.....Hurray! The nuts in the garden, my buffet! It was all good till the month of May, When Grama and Gramp came on holiday. They watched over me .......night and day ...