Ode To a Gerbil

little gerbil in a cage
running your wheel but full of rage
hate being locked up all the day
waiting for your big escape
wondering what it would be like to play
in the heat of the sun's rays
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Kendrick Avatar
August 27, 2009 at 7:05 AM
You know that has got to be right or is it. It is the only life he has ever known. Keep writing. Sara
Brown Avatar
August 27, 2009 at 5:08 AM
Oh the poor little thing. It just doesn't understand the cage is for it's safety. Excellent JB. Love, Carol
Chircop Avatar
August 27, 2009 at 12:07 AM
wondering how beautiful freedom is--well penned--charma
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