Raccoon is a sister I may never know
Twee's a name she'll never know
My mother may never tell her about a sibling she should know

A hunter came after me
This is my
Life story
His face is a face I'll never forget

My aunt's another person I may never know
She knows my sister
She dosen't know me

My mother dosen't know that I'm alive
The hunter still lives and he thrives
My aunt dosen't even know of my life

Raccoon should know
I've let it go

This is the story of a bear and moose mix

The hunter has
Stopped hunting

If I ever meet my aunt I'm sure to tell her
That I've met animals that purr

My sister is the one I really want to meet
That seems though, absolete

My mother never looked for me

She thought because of that hunter there was one out of three

I'm the only one who really looked like a moose

Now only running on the loose

Now I'm looking for my mother like she never looked for me

I sometimes wonder if my father really got trapped against a tree

Did my aunt ever look for me?

What about my sister too?

Do they know what they needed to lose?

Does my mother know too?

Is the hunter around here to hunt me down?

Did he get my aunt while he was in town?

Did he get my sister too?

That would make me feel really creul

I just hope my mother's ok

The days he haunted me
I just wanted to play
But that's ok

One day
Just one day
My family will know the name
Twee