Mr. Squirrel
I wake up every morning
gaze out my window
and Mr. Squirrel glares at me.
He says, mama G
I’m eating berries
stored right here
in your tree.
I say, perhaps tonight
I’ll toss some nuts your way.
Mr. Squirrel replies
I’m delighted mama G,
I think this is where I’ll stay.
Written by: Melvina Germalin
Date: Dec. 4/2016
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