Baa, Baa, Black Sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
Baa, Baa, Blackbird,
Have you any wool?
No sir, no sir,
No bags full.
Baa, Baa, Black Bear,
Have you any wool?
Yes Sir!, Yes Sir!,
Three Bags FULL!!!
polar bear up north
posing for the camera
dressed for warmth in fur
I am a mouse, I am I am
I am a mouse, I am
The sort you would surely kill
If you found me in your house.
I am a rat, I am I am
I am a rat, I am
Your voice would suddenly go shrill
If you found me in your hat.
Gray squirrel bends water
above his tiny head.
Could it be he’s an
Avatar wannabe?
Magic play
may not be
nature’s way.
Hey, I like
his display.
I'm Sorry,
So... Guilty Sorry,
For Chasing That
Poor Hungry Rat Away.
I Don’t Think
That Makes
Me Gay...
Callous, Though
And Weak!
In A Vermin
Rat-Like Way.
***
Blah blah blah
Don't rhyme.
-Gray Squirrel
09-14-2025
what is wriggling under my bare foot?
oh goodie a wasp
hooray hooray
in the bedroom on my carpeting
lovely
I used a piece of cardboard and flipped it outside onto the porch
my puppy went after it
another life lesson for him
I’m grateful that I know…
something that in every part of the world is true…
If we teach our children to be kind to animals
there’s a good chance they will grow up
and be kind to people too.
May we be reminded by ducks…
about our capability…
something we humans desperately need
call it a lesson in humility…
When we think we are the superior to ducks…
we need to stop and ask ourselves why…
It’s true we can both swim and walk…
but only one of us can fly.
You ruled your world
The largest creature around
But that was so long ago
Extinction found you
Lost to all of time
But one was found
Hidden in Lake Pleasant
Just fragile bones
Locked away in a museum
But now you are remembered
A baseball team honors you
May the Moon Mammoths live forever
XIII/IX/MMXXV
LRET
Why is the silence
Like a deafening roar
I still cringe when someone
Knocks on our door
I wait for your chorus
Your lion like bark
But the silence is blinding
Like a nuke in the dark
I wake up to barking
And half asleep
I automatically go
Check outside for a creep
I wake in the night
And sneak out of bed
So I don't disturb you
Then I remember your dead
Why would the world
Steal you like that
I couldn't tell you I loved you
And send you off with a pat
The world didn't deserve
An angel like you
And wherever you are
I'll always love you my boo
"Morning comes, thank God. Thank God. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the sound is rising, and the planes are humming in the distance. I am awake and ready for the day. I will pray, and with each breath, I'll find my way."
big balloon-like bouncy Barney B. bear
Came out of the bushes from practically no where
His nose had led him straight to this buzzing bee hive
He hesitated a few minutes when he counted thirty-five
The bees are in a tizzy, he thought, who stirred them up?
Did he have his bee suit? No. It was being let out by Buttercup
Buttercup was Barney’s bubbly, bounteously beautiful wife.
Barney dove into the bees for honey, for he only had one life.
A Squirrel's Defence
Drawn with modern lens, a
portrait of a squirrel -
one upright, virtuous,
with arms crossed, defiant:
an acorn
born of oak
before dawn
spawns crossness
on the lawn.
Everything is ducky in their house I bet
I turned and saw the twins – Annie and Annette
Wearing duck hats and ducks on their feet
With dour expressions, they never look sweet
Sure, just ducky I agreed and we all had a laugh
The elephant, raccoon, me and the giant giraffe
Annie and Annette have been grumpy since day one.
I do not think they have even once had a bit of fun
The fact that they dress in ducks is amusing to us
They look stupidly silly, said a sloth name of Gus
He rarely comments, said the elephant’s daughter.
I smiled myself as these grumps came out of the water.
Wearing ducks as if to say everything is ducky
When their expressions always say the world is yucky
The contrast brought a bit of a smile on me
Then they turned and dove back into the Indian Sea.
overfed rooster had a harem of eight little hens
they brought his feed, as he sat on his whims
fattened him up, so that he started to look like a hulk.
He demanded cranberry juice, and they brought it in bulk
It is their fault I am getting bigger he told the goat next door.
They are always bringing me tasty goodies to store.
I spend my afternoons lying around in bed with a snore.
How much more can I eat? I am as wide as a door.
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