Ah the trees, so bright and sunny
And the animals, running and playing
They chirp so loudly, as if they were boasting
Too bad, orange hatted men are too noisy.
They’ve come to take away our nest.
“Oh dear,” said Mama Owl, “what shall we do?”
We’ll kick them with our shaolin Kung-Fu!
…maybe this will work, I hope we’re blessed.

The gangs all here and we’re ready to fight,
The birds with their chant, give us power,
And our cat, with whom we pray,
In hopes that our forest will be out of the spotlight.
The deed is done and the problem is no matter,
Thankfully this day is not our doomsday.