“NUTS!”
-A Tale of Morality, By: Cody Melcher-

Summertime,
Was nearly through.
And Chipmunk,
Didn’t know what to do.

He’d spent all his summer,
Playing and goofing off.
While the mean old squirrel,
Would glare at him and scoff.

“You can’t expect,
to live through the cold.
If you don’t do any work.”
The old squirrel would scold.

But Chipmunk,
Didn’t care at all.
He was much too busy,
Having a ball.

He had no time,
For work of any kind.
He was having too much fun,
He had made up his mind.

The squirrel only frowned,
And looked down at him from the tree.
All that he could think about,
Was how sorry he would be.

Fall came quick,
But Chipmunk didn’t care.
He was having too much fun,
Teasing rabbits and bears.

Winter came,
And snow started to fall.
Chipmunk scurried away,
To the squirrel, he did call.

“Please help me, help me,
Dear old squirrelly friend.
For if you don’t,
I’ll surely meet my end.”

“NO!” Shouted back the squirrel,
From high up in the tree.
“You lost your chance,
Now go away and let me be.”

Chipmunk cried and cried,
Below the squirrel’s nest.
The squirrel was getting angry,
This chipmunk wouldn’t rest.

He opened up his door,
To call down for him to stop.
Then he looked out to the road,
And his jaw did suddenly drop.

Out in the middle of the street,
That was not too far away.
Was the largest acorn ever seen,
But Chipmunk was in his way.

The squirrel rushed,
Down the side of the oak.
And knocked away Chipmunk,
With a tiny fisted stroke.

Suddenly he stopped,
And his thought changed his mood.
If he left his home,
Chipmunk would steal his food.

But then he reconsidered,
For he wasn’t going far.
And as he ran out to the nut,
He was run over by a car.

Chipmunk ran,
To the squirrel’s oak tree.
And smiled at his new nuts,
As he danced with glee.

The point of this tale,
To get through your head.
Is that toiling and work,
Doesn’t help if you’re dead.