Forest Flair: The Knitting Squirrel's Tale

In a forest deep and dark,

A squirrel loved to leave his mark.

He'd climb up trees and chew on bark,

Until one day he met a lark.

The lark said, "Squirrel, why do you gnaw,

On trees all day without a flaw?"

Squirrel replied, "It's just my flaw,

I can't help it, it's in my claw."

The lark thought for a moment more,

Then said, "I have a plan in store.

You need a hobby, something more,

To keep you busy, like a chore."

So squirrel took up knitting scarves,

And soon became the forest's star.

He made the best scarves, near and far,

And even sold them from his car.

Now every winter when it's cold,

Squirrel's scarves are what we behold.

The twist in this tale, so bold,

Is that the lark now feels quite old.