Busy Buddy

Up a tree and down the pole.
Through a tunnel or in a hole.
Across the street or through the field.
A bushy tail as a shield.

Rather hard at work or out to play.
I am always busy. No time to waist.
I'm in for the long haul.
I'll finish this race.

My friends all laugh.
Your only three inches tall,
But size doesn't matter.
To the world: I'm a cute squirrel.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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