Whisper, please whisper
You must not wake them
Those little creatures living in the trees
Those little fur balls who enjoy hoarding seeds
They are asleep now
Whisper for them
When the cold comes 'round they fall fast asleep
They are cute little fur balls
Is it dead?
I don't know
They can't hear you
They won't wake until the heat penetrates their beds
It doesn't matter if you whisper
They can't hear you
Be nice and whisper anyway
They are still asleep
Be courteous to those little fur balls
Whisper, would you please whisper?
