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Red Squirrel

The quickest thing upon the farm,
He climbs trees at the least alarm
But if I’m still as I can be,
He’ll come right up quite close to me,
And cock his head, and gravely stand
To make small food bits from my hand.
Then, to pay me back, this friendly chap
Drops nutshell coins into my lap!

by Ray Romine Saturday, January 10, 1953

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