High in a hickory tree
this little squirrel hides from me.
With a “hickor nut” in his paws,
he sits there and gnaws and gnaws.
All of a sudden! Lickety-split!
I thought for sure, he’d had a fit!
He jumped onto another limb
and hid so well I couldn’t see him.
And then I saw he was hid like a thief
in the fork of the limbs behind a leaf.
Can you find this squirrel of gray
before he jumps and runs away?