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Squirrel On Notice Of Eviction

Malicious, plotting squirrel, sends its angry rain. Oh, the liberties it takes, with my precious fruit trees. A pear slams into my head; my temple, burning blue. Rising lump of blue, from vicious squirrel; swelling on my head from his violent pear-rain. Standing beneath the pear tree, I do a double-take. Squirrel always takes; gives nothing; leaving me so blue. Into the top of my pear tree, moved the squirrel; flinging his pear-rain, hard upon my head. The growing lump, smarts on my head. Whatever it takes, I’ll end this horror rain; I’ll make squirrel so very, very blue. I will dine on pears from my own trees! They are my trees! Stop hitting my head. How dare you, squirrel! You must not take all and beat me black and blue, with your violent pear-rain. Your angry, rabid rain, Of pears from my tree, built a gigantic lump of blue, upon my tender head. I’ll do whatever it takes to evict you, Mr. squirrel! No more, pelting pear rain; beneath sky of blue. You’ll leave my trees, whatever it takes! No more glaring lumps, upon my head; your notice, has been served, Mr. Squirrel.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 8/30/2014 11:49:00 PM
Rats with tails, and terrorists!!! Witty poem, loved it!
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Date: 8/30/2014 7:11:00 PM
Haha, I love this. Serve notice to Mr. squirrel. You must live somewhere else!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/1/2014 11:31:00 AM
For three years now, I've not had one single pear to last long enough to ripen. Squirrels have moved into the tree and when I have it pruned in the Fall, I'm hoping it will be removed. They may build it back again, though. Thanks for reading and commenting.
Date: 8/30/2014 7:03:00 PM
Poor Mr. Squirrel enjoying his fruit...not knowing Sapiens have created "ownership" of everything... Poor Mr. Squirrel ....plz let him be
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/1/2014 11:29:00 AM
He and his friends, got all of the pears this year, before they were the size of a quarter. I think they shorted themselves.