There once was a little man named Wee
He traveled the hills of Cleves
Pulling along his little cart of leaves
Only stopping to add leaves to every tree
Wee created leaves since he could see
It’s just the way things were supposed to be
For Wee
Wee put leaves on trees every year
After winter snow disappeared
Year after year after year after year
The rest of his time he created the leaves
To put on the endless amount of trees
In the hills of Cleves
Wee never questioned why it was he
Who had to create and put leaves on trees
He accepted Wee for Wee
He is the one who puts leaves on trees
In the valley of Cleves
One day Wee finally died
Job fell to another little guy
His name was Super Sly
Super Sly created leaves since he first cried
All the years he created the little leaves
Putting them on the trees of Cleve
Super Sly cried and cried
He didn’t want to be that guy
He cried and cried until he died
After Super Sly died
No one in the town of Cleves
Wanted to create the leaves
And put them on the trees
No one accepted it like Wee
No one put the leaves on trees
No one created the leaves
In Cleves
Eventually Cleves was no more
The hills of Cleves were swallowed by a storm
All because no one in Cleves
Wanted to help the endless hills of trees
If only Cleves had more Wees.
