How do you suppose

A Woozle always know how to find

The perfect place to hide?

Is he behind a tree?

Is he lookin' at me as I try?

To find out where he might be?

The perfect place to hide

Woozles can have many legs

It's hard to count how many friends

One thing we know they sure can sneak

If we could only catch one peek



Not so much a glimpse

Not now or ever since when we tried

That Woozle sure is sly

The mystery has begun

But with my friends it's fun just to try

To find out where they might be

The perfect place to hide



We just like the wondering

The pondering and wandering

There's one I think behind that tree

Or just a clue could this one be



Can't find hide nor hair

But we don't really care, it's all right

I wonder where he might be

The perfect place to hide