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24 Sep
Sunday – a poem

squirrel

Sunday

Sunday feel good, breathe easy day

So breaks life’s pace;

Brunch, munch, tea, and fun,

movies, popcorn.

Suddenly my reverie a squirrel broke

Cozy it lay snug as a bug

under a tiny rug,

Squirreled away, the munchkin did not stay!

Sunday – a poem

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Posted by on September 24, 2011 in Poems, Writing

 

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