Autumn colours

I'm an acorn, small and round

Lying on the cold, cold ground.

People always step on me.

That is why I'm cracked, you see

 

I'm a nut, I'm a nut, that I am

 

I'm so nutty, I don't know

Why the squirrels love me so.

I'm descended from an oak.

Nuts to you, and that's no joke.

 

(traditional children's song)

Done