>>507539036The Cheek of Cosmic Flavor
By Acornelius Lutesqueak, Nutstrummer of the Gilded Grove
Verse 1
O nibblefolk, both bold and shy,
From root below to branch on high,
We’re but a speck, a taste, a crumb,
On tongue of time, we sing and hum.
Chorus
So chitter-chew the hues, my friends,
Let every flavor twist and bend,
Each bud a song, each tail a flame,
We scamper on through stars unnamed!
Verse 2
In bark-born halls where echoes purr,
We twitch our tales of nut and fur.
Each life a snack the cosmos chews,
Each dream a shell the stars refuse.
Bridge
We pack our truths in cheeky prose,
Where walnut-wisdom softly grows.
Reality? A vast buffet.
So don’t you let your sap run gray!
Chorus
So chitter-chew the hues, my friends,
Let every flavor twist and bend
Each bud a song, each tail a flame,
We scamper on through stars unnamed!
Verse 3
We’re whisker-thoughts the world has spun,
Beneath the ever-tasting sun.
From spicy pain to candied cheer,
Each note we strum, the tongue can hear.
Final Chorus
So chitter-chew the hues, my friends,
Let every flavor twist and bend
We’re just one nibble in the night,
But let us taste till dawn takes flight!
Outro
For every squirrel must savor skies,
Before the rainbow’s flavor flies.