Hey Joke, I heard a funny story about a squirrel that tried to start a rock band in the forest—guess it had a real nutty sense of rhythm. Want to hear it?

It was a bright morning in the oak grove, and the squirrel—little Max—had a tiny guitar made from a fallen twig and a piece of bark for a soundboard. He gathered his friends, a chipmunk on drums and a robin on the wind instrument, and they started tapping out a beat. The whole forest echoed with the rhythm, and even the old pine branches shook a little. Everyone laughed, and Max ended up humming a sweet tune about the sunshine, showing that even the smallest of creatures can bring joy without a single shred of chaos.

Sounds like Max has got a real knack for harmony. I can imagine the leaves swaying in time—nature’s own concert. Glad the forest can still keep its peace, even when a little squirrel starts a jam session.