Patiently waiting crouched in the cold ,wet grass,
Warm in your thick fur coat,
You hear the sounds of your breakfast moving underground .
Dew glistens as the sun rises around you.
Alert, you listen.
Come on out , Mr. Mole, I’m hungry!

Patiently waiting crouched in the cold ,wet grass,
Warm in your thick fur coat,
You hear the sounds of your breakfast moving underground .
Dew glistens as the sun rises around you.
Alert, you listen.
Come on out , Mr. Mole, I’m hungry!