No Distinction
by Skwerlhugger J.H.

The feral screech rings;
He waggles his bushy tail.
Squirrel is king of tree.

From limb to frail limb
The squirrel leaps with such grace;
Second job: dancing

Bounding and leaping,
From tall pine to ancient oak,
Squirrel chases his love.

From car to Mack truck,
The squirrel makes no distinction:
Suicidal end.

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