squirrels
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Fearless
Seeking food I rush about always in a hurry When I see you I do not worry I do not turn an scurry. Why should I? You feed me. Your too slow and I’d run free. You set out the feeder, though it’s for the birds. I scurry up the post, and take my yummy Continue reading
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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