The Ruzzle-Tuff Nest
When first the Ruzzle-Tuff nest was born,
It was so quiet, and forlorn.
Zumbawa trees.
Grew up to the sky,
Where leaves only grew up on high.
Then a Gumalaree,
Came along you see,
And was awed with the majestic sight.
It gave no fright,
'Cause it was right,
This place was now his home,
No longer did he have to roam.
Following was his family,
Built up a home, yes did he.
Inside a big old Zumbawa tree.
And more did come,
And then came some,
Until it made a small city.
Of trees, all connected,
And builders, all elected,
Bridges and buildings,
Ladders and fillings,
And many gumalarees,
Which eventually turn into Zees,
Who build and build,
And make things stronger,
Making all their houses longer,
And this all happened until,
The Ruzzle-Tuff nest was born,
No longer forlorn,
This place was now their home,
The great Ruzzle-Tuff nest of Zye.
