My Squirrel Buddy
I look outside my bedroom window,
Lost in my own thoughts.
As I stare at the dancing leaves of the young guava tree,
I spot some sudden quick movements
Between the branches in front of me
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As I curiously move inΒ to take a closer look,
I see four tiny feet quickly scampering away
And it is then that I realise,
Oh! It's my naughty little squirrel friend,
Just dropping by to say hi
And looking for a quick snack in the process.
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As he mischeviously jumps from one branch to the next
In his quest for the delicious fruit,
I can't help but imagine him as a mini Squirrel Tarzan,
Swinging from tree to tree,
Letting out his squirrel war cry,
Much to my joy and delight.
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As I stand by the window admiring him,
He glances in my direction,
And realising he's being watched,
He quickly makes a run for it
And I resume my work,
Thinking about my naughty little squirrel friend,
Silently thanking him,
For the smile he has brought on my face.
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