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i know it sounds very strange...but i have always been jealous of the way squirrels run. they're so damn graceful--how do they do it?

 

have you ever studied

a squirrel running?

sprinting across the yard

from an unknown life-threatening danger,

knifing through the air

because its life does depend on it.

muscles working in perfect harmony,

long leaping strides,

tail dutifully tracing each arc.

 

oh to run like a squirrel

Author's Note

please don't tell me how corny i am. i already know. however, any constructive criticism about the poem will be greatly appreciated.