I’m tired of jumping from tree to tree,
And high enough to evade the cat,
I fancy a bit of revelry,
I want to be carefree – stuff like that.
So I found this nice umbrella,
To make me chic, to give me shade,
Don’t you think I’m a splendid fella,
D’you like the improvements that I’ve made?
© Caro Ness 2015