How did he get there?
Where even is there?
Does one have to be a squirrel mutant to enter?
All these questions
I know not what to do.
As I found him he began to sing
To sing a song I love dearly
The song helped me through some horrible times
And, to tell the truth, made them worse.
But I like it anyway.
I was touched!
My heart began to bleed
For this nasty little creature.
But I knew I had to kill it
For I vowed long ago
never to spare a thing
found eating my dreams.