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Tuesday, April 5, 2022

THE BAD, BAD SQUIRRELS

The squirrels ate all the snow monkeys now, the snow monkeys are gone,
They use to sing in harmony at the first frilled lights of dawn,
Now, there are just the squirrels to scream and mutter,
As they make their acorn butter,
And, they gnaw on nearby roadkill which, was just a little fawn.

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