One michievous little woodpecker
Another day, pecking your [bad word] the woods, tree wrecker

The angry old forest god turned your poor beak into a poison knife

Poor little wood [bad word]  your nesting holes are all tainted

Your food with toxins rife

Touch your friends, and they all will die falling at your feet

Oh, sad little woodpecker

Poisonous tears, shining brightly, as they stream down your cheeks