Suicidal Suburban Squirrels
Or "What Happens When I'm Sleep Deprived"
Important:This poem given to us courtesy of Mandy Barncord-Doerr. This is all her work and credited to her. If you have any more questions please refer to the Friendly Disclaimer. Thank you.
Suicidal suburban squirrels
Skitter across the silent street
Seeking substanance on a Sunday
Something nutty-something sweet
Cadillac cruising carefully
Creeps between cracked curbs
Cursing the careless creatures
Who criss-cross the concrete curves
Silent once more is the street
Sitting in the sultry sun
Still silly squirrels scurry
While direct sun they shun
Careening around the crumbled corner
Crushing the luckless creature
Creating a carcass numb
No agony is apparent
Among the active animals
All action goes on as before
Only now there's one less squirrel
Go back to Skits!
