>>44555656Once a girl with a squirrel tail,
Danced in the forest, free and frail,
She hummed a tune, a magic spell,
Her heart was full, her eyes did well.
She spun around, the leaves took flight,
The wind picked up, the sun shone bright,
The trees swayed with her every move,
And animals came to her to groove.
The girl felt wild, she felt alive,
She thought she could make nature thrive,
She closed her eyes and whispered low,
And felt the magic start to flow.
But as she cast her spell that day,
Something went wrong in every way,
Her tail turned green, a shocking sight,
And she felt scared, it wasn't right.
The girl realized her mistake,
And knew that she must quickly break,
The magic spell that caused her harm,
And learn to use her powers with calm.
So she sat down, and focused deep,
And in her mind, she did keep,
The knowledge that she must respect,
The magic powers that she'd connect.
The girl with the squirrel tail did learn,
That magic was a thing to earn,
That one must always be aware,
And use their powers with great care.
