Practicing and Play

 Weasel and Best Friend Tiger
Were playing in their parents garage
FRISBEE!  It was so much fun...
(I must confess), then it got boring
Because they didn't have anything in common
But Parents, and you know what they're like.

So Weasel reaches up an and pulles down the attic ladder
And turns saying, "Let's play my favorite game!"
GUNS! shouts Tiger. Swell, said Weasel, <snaps his fingers>
but I forgot my Faaaavoorite one over at a friends.

BRB! and runs away in the opposite direction on the block,
around the block while Tiger got his bb-gun
And waited forEEVVER.

Then Tiger growled never trust a weasel with a bb-gun