All summer long he collected his nuts
Burying them here and there
When it came to dig them up
He couldn’t remember where
He hid his treasure store
The moral of this tale
Be sure, there is one indeed
If you want to bury your treasures
And you ain’t that smart
Draw a little map, that will help for a start
I had to check out this one because I've been making squirrel's costumes all week in preparation for my children's dance performance. They are such dear little critters, though quite feisty I'm told (the one's in my show certainly are!) . One of the dad's was telling me how they fed squirrels recently during a visit to the UK. Apparently the squirrels would take a nut deftly from the hand, run a few steps, stop, dig a little hole in the ground, pat down the earth firmly over it and scamper back for more. He was enchanted with them, as I am with this poem! love, Allie xxxx
What a fun little poem. I agree with shelia, do a childens short poem book and get someone to do the drawings
I love your 'fun' poems especially so. You have a fine sense of humor. Have you ever thought of writing some kids books. They'd totally dig this stuff!
Nice and had a great experience to make a poem and I liked the poem and the morale good job
A good poem with a good moral. More than just fun. Very good advice.
More than fun, this teaches us a gem of a life-lesson. Please read my poem Good, Bad and who knows........ for fun.Thank you for sharing.
Such an emotional poem. I love the way you use the squirrel as a metaphor for Hitler. Wonderful. It was like I was actually there. It's also nice how you use the treasure as a metaphor for Jews.
That is an interesting response that you have. How did you come to that conclusion?
when i cry no one there when no money in my pocket when i have the legal money in my pocket many hand toward me are they crazy of money or me i dont get in to trouble free from afried rather than have cute respect of life respect make them to come up in life not the very quick higher
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I know a 'little squirrel' who needs a map on where he left his keys and mobile phone! Enjoyed this, David.......now where did I leave my pen? .... Love, Fran xx