The Amusers
As I sit there
And amuse the young
Children with my jumps
As they watch me through
The window well window
I think the same thing
When they pick me up and
Pass me around
Then the most dangerous
Part of all for myself
I jump
Down, down, I go
Plop!
I land and the race is on
Oh how I amuse children
Students and the siblings of the children
Me and my brother
The amusers
Who would of thought it
Me and my brother
The nickname the amusers
Because we are the bravest
Why?
All we do is go out
And have fun
Nothing wrong with
Playing with a different
Creature than you are
My father and uncle
Tunnel diggers
My mother and my aunt
Stay at hole moms
My cousins Ed and Mandy
The salamanders
That watch us amuse
Little children for fun
And now we have the nickname
The amusers
Who would have thought it
The amusers
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