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Squirrels

by @robert-blankenship

While watching people I realized That folks are a lot like squirrels They don't pay much attention at all To what's going on in their world They scurry about to and fro Doing what it is they do Digging holes and burying nuts A lot like me and you They run aimlessly upon their way Never looking both ways to cross the street I guess that's why we see so many Dead squirrels at our feet Run to here and scurry to there He lives within his own little world Yep, watching people I realize Folks are a lot like squirrels
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