Kevin Babcock

Inside a Squirrel

I would like to go inside a squirrel.
Leap from tree to tree,
Dash through the yards,
Free to roam anywhere.
The world would be a circus,
And the telephone wires would be a tight rope.
Gather food for the winter,
And have nothing to worry about.



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