“Here you go fetch the stick!”
You throw the stick, she chases the stick,
She never brings the stick back!
Ah! to be a lazy old Golden Retriever.
“Look at the stick!”
She picks it up, she examines the stick,
She looks at the tree where the stick might have been
She waved the stick it’s her magic wand!
Ah! to be a four year old again!
“Sticks! I need some smaller ones”
The Mother bird tells her young,
“To repair this nasty hole in our nest
To keep you warm, I try my best!”
Ah! to be a Mumma Bird!
“Sticks I need smaller sticks!”
Searching around the trees, he needs kindling
To light the fire, the stars are twinkling,
We’re camping again. Making damper!
Ahhh!! to be around a camp fire!