Gray Squirrel Poet Free verse

Seating

Seating

***Changing The Subject.***

You Know, The 
Front Row Has
All Those: EXPECTATIONS!

(And The Back Row Even Morre (Moiré.))

But In The Middle
You Just Fiddle-Faddle
‘Til You Bust It!
Out The Door!

Quick.

-Gray Squirrel

07-25-2025

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Kim Rodrigues July 25, 2025 at 1:22 PM Great humor! I really enjoyed this! …all those expectations…could almost see you rolling your eyes…back rows figure they can leave without notice. Gray Squirrel July 25, 2025 at 3:51 PM They're Often Looking For Freedom Already. Gray Squirrel July 25, 2025 at 3:45 PM Thanks, Kim.

Gray Squirrel July 25, 2025 at 12:39 PM Most of the back row already left.