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Feb 2014
I watch them on the green
that squirrel and the fox
they play as the morning sun does rise
these two opposites, so now not opposed

I watch them dance and play with joy
and I smile knowing
what beauty I see
in this squirrel and fox

The little feller jumps up
right up onto his back
see the trust they have
if only humans saved such trust

I will not cut the mustard
Jesus was right
most are right *******
whist he bites his nails

So not going that way
that poor forsaken Angel

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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