Moles, Hounds, Bears, Bees and Hares

Moles, moles

Spending their lives down a hole

And when it's raining, they get complaining

And run around out of control

MolesHounds, hounds

Walk with their nose to the ground

The joy in their eyes

And the shock of surprise

When they bring you the thing that they found

HoundsDon't wake up the hibernating bear

He'll spend all winter there,

AsleepBees, bees

Spend most of their time inside hives

But when the breeze knocks the hives of the trees, oh

We better run for our lives

BeesHares, hares

Some call them bunnies- Who cares?

Though it sounds phony

Rabbits were coney

Out on this island right hare

HaresDon't wake up the hibernating bear

He'll spend all winter there,

Asleep