A lovely summer night in June

It was a night in 1970 ten minutes before midnight
That a baby was on her way to see the light.

The owls flew to the party that the fox threw in her name
To warn them for the storm to come that noone knew to tame

But it is such a lovely Sunday night in June
said the fox to the owls while the mouse sang out of tune

Better hurry inside as little baby is coming soon
And nature wants the world to know so don't become a wet raccoon

And thunder and lighting and rain and storms let them know
This baby in one push flew out 56 years ago

Heavy winds, heavy rainfall, heavy thunder and lightning.
Because that baby was so lovely, not because she was so frightning