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A Giant Thwack

While waiting for a parking place, Our handyman was stumped To hear a giant thwack Upon his roof, which something bumped. The “something” was a squirrel Which had fallen from a tree. His first reaction (as was mine) was “Man, how could this be?” He stepped outside to check it out – There was a major dent – As the squirrel scrambled to get off And then, away he went. Though squirrels leap from branch to branch And climb to store their nuts, Apparently there is, at least, One squirrel who’s a klutz.

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Date: 5/25/2024 7:09:00 PM
Speaking of klutzes, I knew a few of them and they're not squirrels! / Maurice
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Date: 5/22/2024 9:31:00 PM
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Squirrel reminds me of Irving 'Red' Klotz -- the captain of the 'ringer team' (New Jersey Wrens), whose team played the Harlem Globetrotters about 10,000 times over the years. New Jersey won one game. -- Yes, that's right. How the 'H' did they win one game against Meadowlark Lemon, Curly Neal, and gang?! lol. Thanks, Ilene.
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Date: 5/21/2024 3:03:00 PM
Lol. Perhaps he was trying to flee from another squirrel. This poem has many scenarios.
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