Stuck in a tree, sad is me.
Been here for days, nothing to see.
I told a passerby I was stuck, he said I was out of luck.
Stuck in a tree, bored is me.
I counted the ants, they climbed over me.
I stared at the clouds, I yelled super loud.
Why oh why didn't I climb down yesterday, I saw some kids and really wanted to play.
It's just too bad I'm afraid of heights, or I would have climbed down to play kites.
I'm sure someone will realize in a day or two, that my being stuck up here is nothing new;
Then they'll come get me and all will be right, until I climb back up the next night.