You frilly, fancy, funny Fran!

I followed you to where I stand.

You said you’d take me to the tree,

But the only person here is me.

Now I am here and you are gone.

I’ve looked high and I’ve looked low.

I’ve looked under the table and by the lake,

I called your name and tried to wait,

I climbed a tree for a better view,

But I’ve found everything except for you.

I ran past the trees to check in the car,

But there you are, Fran! There you are!