Funny Little Man

See the funny little man

Huffing and puffing and digging the sand

In his search for something to build

Perhaps a church on the side of a hill

Little does he know

That he's working in vain

When rain comes the hill

Will come sliding down and will not hold

See the funny little man

Running and hiding and flailing his hands

Asking himself what could have gone wrong

For he has worked hard the whole day long

See the funny little man

Small in his size when compared to the land

When will he grow up, can time wait until

The funny little man can see beyond the hill