It's Good To Be A Weasel Poem by David Whalen

It's Good To Be A Weasel



Proud eagles fly high
Oe’r land and sea
Upon majestic, wide wings tipped
with finger-like pinions

Soaring Condors…Geese…no luckier
creatures seem to be
Yet it’s weasels that ne’er get sucked
into jet engines

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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