Welcome To The Squirrel Cafe

She sprinkles a jumbo box of Rice Krispies all over the ground,  
in a beautiful garden, where red and yellow tulips surround.    
When they come to trample on her flowers they'll make a sound,
then she'll march right up and yell " Hey you there, put that down!"

Tiptoeing through the tulips he sings, "crispity oola crispity yay, found me a pinecone, why leave it alone!"
He is hunting for the best pinecones, smelling out calorie filled seeds inside Mrs. Russo's lovely garden, there's more than anyone needs. Crunch crunch goes the squirrel with his highly specialized little paws, munch munch goes the little rodent, without taking a breath or pause.
Tiptoeing through the tulips he sings, "crispity oola crispity yay, found me a pinecone, why leave it alone!"
She comes out wild and matted with a broomstick in her hand, "Shoo Shoo" she yells, as a cheeky rugrat gets the upper hand. Because he's small and fast and in a hurry to hide one or two, he ignores her and zig zags through the tulips like a jumperoo.
Tiptoeing through the tulips he sings, "crispity oola crispity yay, found me a pinecone, why leave it alone!"
Poor Mrs. Russo had no choice but to go inside, leaving the little fury beast alone, to eat and hide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Ray Avatar
August 7, 2026 at 6:35 PM
A total delight to wander in. I have often wondered if our Mystic Rose is actually a front for a group of Pixies who like to come into our world to entertain us in "Tales from the Otherside". But since reality is what I deal with, I would like to convey that this was utterly enjoyable. It is especially joyful for me because a park bench surrounded by squirrels and pigeons is where time has left me with a plethora of companions.
DiMino Avatar
July 15, 2026 at 9:31 AM
Saddened now, have not seen any new posts from you, my poetic friend, Vie -- can someone fill me in? Joe.
Kingston Avatar
June 15, 2026 at 7:29 PM
This is so darling. It would make a wonderful children's book or a terrific song for young ones. Squirrels, it's hard not to have a love /hate relationship with them. They use their furry tails to wrap themselves up at night keeping them warm like a blanket. This is very sweet unless they've found a sneaky way to eat your bird seed!
Loving Iii Avatar
June 15, 2026 at 4:08 PM
I loved it, It was fun,
DiMino Avatar
June 15, 2026 at 1:50 AM
You are missed here Vie; hoping all is well. Blessings.
Legros Kelley Avatar
May 7, 2026 at 6:20 PM
Cute! Reminds me of trying to keep the wildlife away with rubber snakes, toy kitties, a silly plastic hawk that I paid like $20 for...nope! Me, like Mrs. Russo, just have to give up and share with the jolly creatures that I almost swear, laugh at out attempts to stop them! Cute poem Mystic Rose :) <3
Allison Avatar
April 27, 2026 at 1:41 PM
what a charming poem Vie! hugs Jan xx
Rolland Avatar
March 31, 2026 at 3:28 AM
this is both brilliant, and so nice, enjoyed
Buhagiar Avatar
March 26, 2026 at 2:04 AM
Quite an intelligent narrative. Loved it.
DiMino Avatar
March 25, 2026 at 8:34 AM
Marvelous imagination, skillfully told! A FAV!
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