The Badgerem by Simbo Rumblebelly

Let's take a trip into the woods
And walk amongst the trees
Where songs of birds do fill the air
And sounds of rustling leaves
But gentle footsteps can be heard
A tapping on the ground
And rustling in the undergrowth
As Badgers move around!
Now wouldn't it be very good
To see some Badgers in the woods
 
Asleep so deep in hidden setts
The Badgers tucked up tight
They wait the fading of the sun
And dawning of the night
As stars do twinkle in the sky
They all come out to play
But when the sun does shine again
The Badgers hide away
When night is nigh I think we should
Go tracking Badgers in the wood
 
In bushes, swift and secretly
They scurry in the night
A glimpse is seen of silver fur
A flash of black and white
With noses pressed close to the ground
And clawing at the roots
They're looking for some food to eat
Like worms, or fallen fruit
I bet they'd eat pie if they could
Those hungry Badgers in the wood
 
In large and friendly families
The badgers roam about
But never going out of sight
They keep a close look-out
For wolves and owls may hunt them down
To them a tasty treat
So cunning, badgers have to be
And rapid on their feet
Never still now are they stood
Fast moving Badgers in the wood
 
It has been said, by those who know
That if you strum a lute
Or whistle out a gentle tune
So softly on a flute
Then Badgers will come out their setts
Entranced by lovely sounds
And form a circle, one and all
To dance and hop around
So play some music if you would
Watch badgers dancing in the wood!

Some information about the artist:
Master Simbo is a famous poet around the Shire. When not preoccupied with collecting and eating pies, Master Simbo works on expanding his collection of self-written poems. He is a regular visitor of the Green Dragon, where on fridaynights he may be found willing to recite some of his work. Master Simbo is also a gifted musician and actor.