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