I met a squirrel He had a good name He had some things to do He was a brother who Lost a sister who He never even knew People move around and they Move around, and they Move in circles and squares I don't like them They don't have fur And all they do is stare This is not the first time But it's the worst time This has happened by far Everyone is trying Trying to kill me They say they're not But they are This terror Tastes like coffee Can I have another Cup This terror Tastes like coffee Can I have another Cup