A Chorus of Droplets

Down, down, down, down…
The deep voices blend into one --
Rushing, hurrying, escaping
To commune in the hush of beaver dreams.

Quickly slashing the crust of time
To furrow our way home,
We're artists and gymnists and dancers, you know
Who sing as we laugh as we swim.

Swim through green depths until
Our chorus rises to cacophonic screams
Of rollercoaster exhileration as we plunge
Down, down, down, down…