Little squirrels scampering to hide their nuts,
can I have some for my October pie.
Not on my pie you fly,
go away not on my cold cuts.
Date Written: 9/28/2020
October Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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