About the squirrel.
(by Anna Lockwood)
Sweet squirrel,
Not from here
We’ve never met one.
We’d never met once.
Sweet squirrel.
Offers her heart
With both hands
Like mine, see.
Sweet squirrel
a bit different
But somehow known
Like you and me.
Sweet squirrel
Speaks my language
Despite all that
Like you do.
Sweet squirrel
Chose me
And I choose you.
Pick me.
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