Guard the Tree

[With the greatest of apologies to Tanya Donnelly and all the members of Belly]

This red squirrel I've stalked about
Broke into a run,
Scampered 'cross the ground.
Darned red rat ran up and out,
Hid among the leaves,
As I run around.

I smell all this and more ...

So take your smirk off
When you're mocking at me,
And stay there when I guard the tree.

This little squirrel I used to chase
Slammed a nut on my head.
It put scars on my teeth and face;
It laughed at me, she grinned and fled.

I smell all this and moooore.

So take your smirk off, boy,
When you're mocking at me
And be there when I guard the tree.

Take your smirk off, rat,
When you're mocking at me
And be there when I guard the tree.

The beagle that I used to be
Barked around, around, around the tree.
Fuzzy red rat, come to me.
I'll only bite you in my dreams ....

I smell all this and,
I snuff all this and,
I snort all this and more.

Take your smirk off
When you're mocking at me
And be there when I guard the tree.

Take your smirk off
When you're mocking at me
And be there when I guard the tree.