Is it Goldilocks
The Sassy Squirrel Six stared into their unshared hole
Trying to figure out who was in there was the ultimate goal
What was she doing down there? Who was that thin?
Is it Goldilocks? Is it a doll? Is it a mannequin?
The creature came a bit closer and they scrambled away.
A weird start to their usual nut-gathering day.
Terrified of what she might do next; with a bit of a fright.
Few humans crawl into a squirrel hole, am I right?
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