Tree-hugger

Some say the squirrel's a squiril,
To others the squirrel's a squirl.
Since freedom of speech is the birthright of each
I can only this fable unfurl:
A virile young squirrel named Cyril,
In an argument over a girl,
Was lambasted from here to the Tyrol
By a churl of a squirrel named Earl.

(Ogden Nash)

to a squirrel at kyle-na no
Come play with me;
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I'd a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.

(William Butler Yeats)