Mad Father - Alive

Little critters,
Come to play with me,
All the birdies are
Singing happily,
But don't you also
Think that they will
Look prettier if they
Stay still?

The flowers,
Red, yellow and blue*,
I will pick the prettiest ones
For you
And make the perfect crown
For your head,
And now all of the flowers are
DEAD!

Vroom, vroom,
What a lovely sound this makes!
Cutting EVERYTHING
That is in my wake!
But father says
This is not allowed,
So I guess I will stop
This for now.

No more critters
Come to play with me,
I can no longer hear
The bird's melodies,
Well then, Snowball**,
Let's go back inside,
I am happy just to be
Alive!

* czyżby nawiązanie do Ib?
** imię króliczka