The Squirrel Boy Poem by Ceejon Ezinwoke

The Squirrel Boy



Kumbe's friend is not a boy
Yet he brings him plenty joy
It pleases him and not annoy
They call him the squirrel boy

Up and down his head it climbs
All their times are happy times
All is yours this head of mine
Together, they eat and dine

Kumbe's friend is not a toy
So they call him the squirrel boy

Sunday, September 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: animals,friendship
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