Rem didn’t know.
He tried and tried,
He’d go and go
All bright-wide-eyed
But didn’t know.
He hopped and howled
And didn’t know,
Asked all the owls
And every crow
And all their pals
Who didn’t know.
He went and looked
Up high, down low,
Book after book
In heaps and rows,
On hill, in brook,
Still didn’t know.
He howled and hopped
And didn’t know,
Asked crooks and cops,
Both friend and foe
From depths to tops
And didn’t know
And didn’t stop
Until he knew
Enough not to.