Spunky is my little guy,
He sits a top his rocks so shy,
He sits there all day and night,
He is so cute what a sight,
Eating bugs and things that wiggle,
Oh my how he makes me giggle
Sometimes he hangs from his tree so high,
You think he is falling from the sky,
When its time for him to go to bed,
He lays down his little head,
He is just a little guy,
Sitting on his rocks so high.

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