Happy New Ears

In a quirky town where ears would roam, Every New Year, they'd find a new home. Old ears would poof! In a puff of smoke, New ones arrive - what a funny joke!

A kangaroo's to bounce sounds high and low, A bat's to hear whispers in the night's glow. People would giggle at their ear's funny shape, A yearly surprise, an ear-scape to escape!

But one frosty eve, as the clock struck its tune, No ears vanished, no new ones by the moon. The town woke to find their old ears in place, Confusion and frowns on every face.

"Where's my elephant's ear, large and wide?" "Or my bunny ears, floppy at the side?" The town was gloomy, the laughter had ceased, Their ear-changing party, now just a memory, deceased.

In her tiny room, little Mia felt blue, Her ideas for new ears, now none would come true. But a spark of mischief in her twinkled and swirled, "Why not make our own ears, in our own little world?"

Off she went, rallying her crew, Ben with his sketches, Lila with glue, And Kai, with ribbons and feathers in tow, To craft new ears, in a creative flow.

They twisted and turned leaves into loops, Stuck on flowers and made ear hoops. They giggled at each silly, wacky design, In a world turned dull, they chose to shine.

They paraded their ears, so wild and weird, A sight so funny, the townfolk cheered. From droopy-dog ears to tall giraffe, Their handmade ears made everyone laugh.

The town's mood lifted, spirits soared high, Their laughter rang out, up to the sky. They realized it wasn't the ears that they missed, But the joy and the fun in their communal midst.

So every New Year, they now come together, No matter the place, no matter the weather. Crafting ears from cardboard, feathers, and string, In Whimsy, their laughter forever will ring.

They learned that joy doesn't come and go, It's in their hearts, in their own glow. Their tradition of ears, now a hilarious fest, In the town of Whimsy, where silliness is best!