Squatter Squashing
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I have a feeling I cant shake...
I know not of it what to make.
I'm certain someone else is here
and this idea keeps me awake.
I first make sure the shelves are clear,
then, into every corner peer.
If someone HAS been watching me,
then I shall catch the buccaneer!
How IS he managing to flee?
He's stealthy. Or, perhaps he's wee..?
And when he runs, where does he go?
How can I catch what I can't see?
The finest victories come slow.
I've cornered (finally!) my foe
and met my uninvited guest,
now let me introduce my TOE!
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02/28/2017
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