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Spring Squirrel

The squirrel,on the big branch looked so soulfully at me. His beautiful, dancing eyes so charming as he if he were trying to say  something. A deep secret, too eloquent to be put in a poem. He turned gracefully, suddenly. His secret? I took it home, very stealthfully. *Original version had error in last line. Thanks, Gershon for alerting me. Apologies to all!* 5/23/2019 12:50 pm PS

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