A chipmunk was was planning her wedding
Beside the dark cool summer lake.
She’d already collected her bedding
Delivered by Sidney the snake.
To set up her household so tidy
Deep down in the roots of a tree.
The wedding was set for next Friday
And who would make music? A bee!
She’d plates of the finest flat pebbles
And pine twigs for furniture too
The froggies would sing – they were trebles
Just one thing was making her blue.
“My eyes are as bright as two pennies.
I’ve brushed up the fur of my tail.
My stripes are as pretty as any.
But what shall I do for a veil?”
The spiders heard chipmunk’s sad worry
They worked all the dark silent night.
They wove delicate veils in a hurry
To be sure the bride might look just right.
For the bridesmaids, the ducklings all fluffy
Were some smaller veils delicate white
And so that the groom didn’t get huffy
They coached him and helped him recite
His wedding vows up on the hill top
And while blue jay was ringing the bells
All the woodland folks toasted with tear drops
And drank dew out of little nut shells.