Not so long ago, in a village very close to here.
Was a forest filled with birds, raccoon, and deer.
Now the hero of our story is Lumberjack Mack
A burly woodsman who piles firewood by the stack.
Now old man winter blew in, it was a very cold breeze.
"If I don’t do something," Mack declared "I swear I’ll Freeze!"
So he grabbed his axe. ONE swing, TWO swings, and Three!
Down fell one mighty tree!
"Excellent!" Mack cried "Oh yes, very good!"
"This winter I will not run out of firewood!"
The next day came and brought a terrible icy storm,
But Mack stayed in bed all snuggled and warm.
The wind was fierce. It blew in his roof and huffed down his door,
"I don’t have enough wood to fix this! I’ll have to cut some more."
Axe in hand, Mack took ONE swing, TWO swings, THREE swings the same.
And down, down, two more mighty trees came.
The next spring came; it was time for the village feast.
"I need wood to build tables and chairs, but I’m down to my last piece!"
Trusty axe in tow, Mack took swing after swing, day after day.
But not before long, ALL the trees had been cleared away!!
"YOU FOOL!" all the forest animals mocked and jeered.
"You should have planted new trees to replace the ones you’ve cleared."
"I know what to do!" Mack shouted as he ran into town.
There he bought saplings to plant in the ground.
The animals jeers turned to happy cheers, as the forest grew and grew.
And Lumberjack Mack was thrilled he did the right thing too.
So today in the village that is very near to here,
There’s still a forest filled with birds, raccoons, and deer.
I know what you’re thinking; Yes, Mack still uses firewood by the stack.
But now he plants new trees, so the forest always grows back.
The End
