The Squirrel
Will you please give some
More cashews to chew pleasure
The squirrel asked us
It moved around the tree trunk
and chittered, its tiny eyes
Sparkling, I offered two more
White nuts on my palm
Nicely it came and took them
And gave out a whining sound
Four more scampered out
Of their burrows in cool shade
A cute mug of lemonade
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July 23, 2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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