The Squirrel PoemA Poem by BrimWARNING This is probably the crappiest poem in existance I was really bored and I wrote this at lunch and its so weird and stupid. Ok, warning over.
The feeling of the wind through your fur as you race across the branch
The scent of predators left and right, above and below. The adrenaline you get from running to your food stash The quick little heartbeat pounding in your tiny chest The do or die game of sprinting across the road This is what being a squirrel is truly like
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