Cute, fuzzy, tiny.

Once you see us, now you don't.

Running, jumping, hiding, eating.

 

So cute, so fuzzy, so energetic.

Running everywhere.

Jumping here and there.

Hiding in nooks and crannies,

Eating berries everywhere.

 

Then came the cats and foxes.

Then we all hid.

Running and hiding for our lives.

We never went out,

Only for eats and drinks.

 

When will we all go to sleep?

When will this war end?

When can we all come out of hiding?

When can we be with our family?