I’m the very best climber you ever did see;
I climbed by myself to the top of this tree.
I mounted the base and ascended some more,
Then paused halfway up ’cause my arms just got sore.
And, once I was rested, I scaled higher still
And was feeling quite proud, as this sport takes some skill.
I shimmied myself all the way to the top;
There was no more to climb, so I chose then to stop.

But now, as I look out from such a great height,
I find that my stomach does not feel quite right.
The excitement I’d felt, I must meekly confess,
Has now been replaced with a shocking distress.
I’m thinking a ladder might just do the trick;
If somebody has one, please bring it here quick!
I’m the very best climber in all of our town,
But the one skill I’m lacking is how to get down.