He gathers nuts and seeds,
He hides them for the winter months,
so he'll have all he needs.
Up, up, up he goes,
He runs around, goes up and down,
His work is never done.
Hooray, now it is the season,
squirrel hunting is just the best,
I chase them round and round the park,
No time to sleep and rest.
Three cheers for the season,
So good wishes to you all