In they scram-ble-one, two, three.
For a while they sit de-mure-ly,
In a dain-ty fluffy row,
Then they gaze a-bout—why sure-ly,
There stands pa-tient Spot be-low.
“Come!” I fan-cy they are say-ing;
“See, it is not far to climb:
’Mid the branch-es i-dly sway-ing,
We are hav-ing such a time!
“You shall have a wel-come hear-ty