Squirrel Detroit Where Blog

Logan Paul killer, he’s a fighter,   He’s a maverick, you’re in that fire.   Go ahead and hate me too,   ‘Cause this squirrel says Prime fuels Impulse is true.   I’m a believer, watch me break through,   Climbing to the top, what the heck you gonna do?   From those 15 seconds, yeah, he took the game,   Media king, now the world knows his name.   Hate me or not, but I’m a fan,   Logan’s got the world in the palm of his hand.   WWE vibes, yeah, we throwing down,   Squirrel wishes he's in the ring, wearing that crown.   AJ Styles, got pulverized, like an empty prime bottle Hit WrestleMania, watch the haters’ eyes.   Say what you want, but you know it’s true,   Logan’s got charisma like a boss, who knew?   Podcast Impulse, we’re vibing that sound,   Squirrel’s got the vision, ain’t nobody knockin’ this ground.   You can cheer for his brother, I’m still team Logan,   In a fight for the t truth unbroke H...

I got some repairs today,   Repaired my lower intestine,   Took out my gallbladder,   Need to go away.   I’m a little less of a creature,   Man, I’m a squirrel on the rise,   ADHD GOAT, no surprise,   Watch me hustle, watch me thrive.   Oh no, oh no, my gallbladder is gone,   But I’m rising from the ashes,   Like a hero at dawn.   I’m a believer, achiever,   Watch the killer on the rise Making headlines waiting for the prize Squirrel’s got the vision.   No more pain, no more strife,   I’m the king of my turf,   Feeling , alive  Pumping iron, getting ripped,   Solid muscle coming quick,   Squirrel’s ready for the fight,   You best believe it, I’m lit!   Oh no, oh no, my gallbladder is gone,   But I’m rising from the ashes,   Like a hero at dawn.   I’m a believer, achiever,   Watch the killer whale swim,   Killer of the sea,   Squirrel’s got the vision.   ...

 Sloth on the Blow Fairytales are real, are they not or can they be?   One day, a sloth got a new box, it had a little white powder, you see,   Made him really hyper, turned that chillin’ into a spree,   Now he’s flying through the trees like he’s breakin’ gravity.   Sloths don’t run, they just lounge, moving slow as molasses,   But give him that snow, and he’ll be racing like a badass,   Squirrel gotta watch out, he’s the sneakiest little creature,   But a sloth on that crack? Yo, that’s a whole new feature.   Oh my goodness, look at him go,   Cocaine sloth, stealing the show,   OFast as lightning, he’s a savage beast,   No more slow, he’s a monster feast.   ADHD goat, he’s a hero now,   Sloth on the powder, take a bow,   Chillin’ turned thrillin’, he’s an achiever,   Conquering the jungle like a true believer.   What if a sloth had that wicked dust?   Started cruising through the trees, in sloth ...

I got something to tell you,   The movbement's on the raw,   Squirrel livematterheroes.com,   We takin’ over, hear the roar.   In the water, we glide,   Like killer whales, we ride,   ADHD goats, we rise,   No fear, we won’t hide. Don’t let this squirrel fool ya,   I'm a killer whale, raw power,   Got battle scars, I’m a survivor,   In the sea, I’m the one that devours. Got wounds and cuts in the throat,   But when I hit the water, I float,   Fast as lightning in my crew,   Trust me, we’ll be coming for you.   Loyalty’s thicker than blood,   We’re the wave, we’re the flood.   Believers, achievers, no fakin’,   In the depths, we come awaken. Don’t let this squirrel fool ya,   I'm a killer whale, raw power,   Got battle scars, I’m a survivor,   In the sea, I’m the one that devours. This movement’s on the rise,   Creatures underestimated, take to the skies.   Hero vibes, yeah, I’m ...

 Believers Are Real Every morning you wake up, just remember it don’t matter,   What the others think, I’m climbing up that  Underestimated ladder.   Tell yourself, "I am the squirrel I am powerful,   Vega vibes pumpin’, haters turnin’ sour, though."   So bees don’t matter, this little old squirrel,   A small SOB, but watch my dreams unfurl.   Underachiever? Not anymore, I believe,   I'm breakin’ through chains, it's my time to receive.   Improvise, adapt, man, I'm here to overcome,   Relax, focus, slow down—Detroit, I’m the one.   Big D energy, doing me, it’s possible,   I’m unstoppable, yeah, I’m so damn plausible.   Fame chasin’, power playin’, ambition in my veins,   Years of doubt and silence, man, I’m done with the chains.   They said I wouldn’t make it, well look at me now,   Fuck their recognition, I know just how to wow.   Mirror check, what’s up? I’m feelin’ so bold,   Flickin’ off t...

  Okay, here is a screenplay based on your story prompt, targeted for a 7-13 year old audience. DETROIT DREAMERS A screenplay Logline:  A squirrel, a bear with cerebral palsy, a young eagle, a resourceful crow, and a philosophical lion embark on a whimsical journey from their forest home to Detroit, hoping to make a difference in the city and find their place in the world. Characters: SQUIRREL:  (Voiceover, energetic, optimistic) A small, furry squirrel, our narrator. GODFATHER:  (Warm, gentle, wise) A large bear with cerebral palsy, using a walking stick for support. His speech is slightly slurred but understandable. GOTTI:  (Determined, soaring) A young bald eagle, still developing his full plumage. SCOOTER:  (Clever, practical, slightly sarcastic) A crow, always carrying a small, rolled-up map. MICROSCOPE (Scope): (Thoughtful, initially hesitant, eventually embracing) A large lion, carrying himself with a quiet dignity. Setting: The story begins in a vib...

My name is Squirrel, and that’s the truth, A furry friend, with boundless youth. I live in forest a special kind With four friends a unusual find Here we go on quest began, a Detroit dream, To reach the city, a vibrant gleam. To make a difference, bold and bright, And chase away the endless night. With Godfather, the bear so grand, Though several palsy shook his hand, His heart was strong, his spirit free, A gentle giant, you'll agree. Then Gotti came, a fledgling bold, An eagle young, a story told. He soared so high, he saw so far, Our guiding star, our hope's bright scar. And Scooter too, a crow so clever, With maps and plans he'd hold forever. He knew the roads, the paths to take, For Detroit's sake, our journey make. The last freind of our crew A lion name microscope it's true He was a big boy with a loving heart We knew from the start this was our part We packed our bags, a meager fare, A promise whispered in the air. "To Detroit town, we'll make our s...

  In the heart of the underestimated woods, where shadows stretched long and adventure brooded, lived a squirrel named Squirrel, quite unique, with a mind that raced fast and words that would leak. His energy boundless, a whirl of delight, though thoughts often scattered, beyond his own sight. The other squirrels chattered, “Oh, what a mess! Too small and too scattered, we’re not impressed.” Yet there in the thicket, undeniably near, was Godfather the bear, his heart strong and dear. A bear not so typical, this one had wheels, crafted with love, a wheelchair that heals. A log had brought chaos, a cruel twist of fate, yet Godfather found strength in what others called eight. The bears would all sneer, “You’re a bear in disgrace!” But he felt their rejection, yet still claimed his space. Between these two misfits—a bond that would bloom, in the shadowed, green depths where fresh adventure loomed. Godfather, so gruff with a heart of warm gold, saw the beauty in Squirrel and the storie...