It was barely eight am
I just had my toast and jam
When along the windowsill there came a tap
I was taken by surprise
At the sight before my eyes
It was Mr. Burly Squirrel in a tweed suit
He said, “I don’t mean to barge in
But I’m in a little pinch
I was supposed to meet that finch from your backyard
We were calling it a date
I couldn’t hardly wait
And now it seems I’ve lost my lucky shoes
Oh, and what am I to do?”
“Have you seen where they have gone?
I last saw them on the lawn
They were drying from a coat of waterproof
In an hour I cam back
Nearly had a heart attack
When all that there remained was their imprint”
“Now I think that something’s up
It might be that old woodchuck
Or maybe those two jerks from the woodpile
Either way I’ve got it bad
They were the only pair I had
Do you think you may have something just my size?
Oh, what a day to be alive!”
Now I thought there for awhile
And I gave a little smile
How often does a squirrel come ask for shoes?
I’d like to help him out
But my head was full of clouds
How could I oblige this strange request?
But the weather in my brain
Soon dried up all the rain
The sky it was so clear and baby blue
And I knew just what to do
I grabbed my wallet and some glue
A razorblade, a hammer and some nails
And I started cobbling up a pair
When the last lace was in place
The look upon his face
There are no words in squirrel for gratitude
But I thought I saw a tear
As he grinned from ear to ear
And pulled those works of art onto his feet
He said, “You truly are a friend
If ever I can lend
Anything to you that’d be of use
You cut up your billfold…”
I said, “There was nothing for it to hold”
And wished him the best of luck upon his date
For which he was now an hour late
When he finally did arrive
The look in her bird eye
Could have set that whole back yard into a blaze
So he made up an excuse
She said, “You must be confused
If you think that I would buy that load of shit”
He said, “Babe, you’ve got it wrong”
And he sang out his whole song
And when he was all done she saw those shoes
She could even tweet
As she gazed upon his feet
And saw my handiwork done for the love
Oh, and they praised the lord above!