National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Wednesday, 13 October 2021

Squirrel

 I wish I was a Squirrel 
To live my life so free
To live amongst the branches
And climb the highest trees

Of course, I know with my luck
I won't be of good stock
I'd eat those seeds and nuts
and die of anaphylactic shock




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