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Said the Chipmunk To the Hawk
Said the Chipmunk to the Hawk Said scared, little, tail-striped chipmunk to red-tailed hawk, “I am hidden over there where you will not find me.” Said hawk in a swoop to another branch, “Jiggle that tail again, so I’ll dive and sweep you off to heaven!” Crouching as flat to the earth as she could be, chip- munk said, “But I am already there where all points of heaven reveal bliss...” which did perplex red-tail hawk, who gawked up, then scanned all around for some clue of heaven in this forest he knew he knew, as she provoked, “You see?” But with his instincts darting everywhere, hawk replied, “You lie! You make riddles of my threat!” To which she flashed to the opening of her tunnel, quick as light, calling, “Heaven does contrive for good in life!” Hawk affirmed a new place of some prey and turned. Was he not made to hunt? Not for dramas like this? Hawk bent over his feet, lifted his wings into flight aimed at rustling leaves not far away. Hawk, while in his flash, asked his forest, “Heaven, does it spread as far as over there where I go?” Forest said, “No know, no.” Hawk did not understand...In her tunnel, chip- munk dropped two acorns from her cheeks to eat. ———————————————————————————————————— (c) sally Young eslinger 2/2021
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