To A Squirrel Poem by Eli MorenoDrew

To A Squirrel



Oh tiny squirrel, what come of thee?
For every time I try to speak
You flee and run so agilely.
Fear not my small friend
No evil lies in me.
For all the evil that lies hidden in man,
Only you can truly see.

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