What a Spin I'M In.

Up and down the tree I go.....pointy toes scattering snow as I try to reach the top ...... one by one my acorns drop skittering across dry leaves...that twirl about in the breeze. No one knows how hard I toil.....Derricks pumping oil. Do you have a little time to spare...rabbit dear to carry acorns to my babies... whose cries I hear. I am in a spin......tail twitching in the wind eyes darting left and right....can't see much in the night struggling still.. a fireman's drill tail in a spin....head to the wind acorns on the spill....what a mess I'm in Somebody help me please..before my babies freeze up there in the trees Poor little squirrel me .. huff ....puff... wheeze.