Ode to a Squirrel

Most of my poems are from what can best be described as my "Blue Period", aka "The Dark Year of the Restless Soul".

Ode To a Squirrel

It sure looks like fun

Poised in the trees

Lord and master

Of all that you see

Seems like you always

Do as you please

Sometimes I wonder

Do you get fleas?

Flitting and flirting

From this limb to that

A gymnast, a tumbler

One great acrobat

You make all that danger

Look like old hat

Sometimes I wonder

Will you go Ker-Splat!

I could an actor

Or maybe an Earl

A millionaire rock star

Surrounded by girls

Of all the wild things

To do in this world

Some days I'd rather

Just be like that squirrel!