Marvin Moose

You look like a silly old moose, my friend

With those antlers up high on your head

Your name wouldn't be Mickey, would it?

Oh it's Marvin! I like Mickey instead

Well Marvin Moose, how are the forests?

Are we finally turning it around?

Will earth survive the pollution and garbage?

Is it too late to break new ground?

When man's existence is seriously threatened

He usually comes through in a pinch

Have faith in the strength of the human spirit

Even though it's not a lead pipe cinch

Future generations will be eternally grateful

That we've made this gigantic effort

To save the world from ecological disaster

So they'll inherit a world of new sort

You look like a silly old moose, my friend

But at least you'll have forests to live in

With ours and the help of dear Mother Nature

The future looks bright for our kin!