The Leaves

One stormy night on that cold Christmas Eve

The magic of old is as strange as a sieve

The raven flew by and the leaves started dancing

They danced and they pranced and, they all started leaping

And hearing the ruckus, everyone yelled, "HEY we're sleeping!"

Hearing these yells, they got up and flew

All of the way to Winulpitew

Here's where the animals, and plants if you please,

Come when they're yelled at, like small little fleas

Here is the place where Nessie did come

Until she was banished for eating her chums

Here's where the dodo and old King Kong

Rest in the shade of our Bill-a-Bong

Where dinos and craglons all swim in the pond

People seldom get banished, except for the few

Like Nessie and T-rex and that noisy kazoo

So here the leaves pranced, and they leaped and they danced

So they were all happy, except for the cranced

The cranced were all nasty but didn't quite bother

The other habitants, for their anger did smother

So when the leaves came they were angry a lot

They want them to stop, for the anger to blot

They didn't like dancing, not one little bit

So they talked to the rest to banish the gents

But hard as they tried, alas they did fail

And the leaves kept on dancing, for they did not bail

Then just as a flaw, they stepped on some grass

That was just as holy as the Wizard of Glass

And so they were banished, just an evil wish

They left in the fall, only leaving a SWISH

And that's why the leaves always come back in fall

Because they loved dancing loved dancing in all