"The squirrel erased my email. No, REALLY!" SL
Of course, to them I'm just another type of tree, or bush,
uh, make that tree; one that at times dispenses peanuts,
but it is pretty magical none the less. Most are pretty
skittish, but some are kind, gentle, nice. Just now
one lightly leaped onto my lap as I was typing, sat there
for a moment, as I typed, and then as I moved my hand down
to the bag by my side where the peanuts were, he casually
strolled across the keyboard to see what I was getting
him, erasing my work.
Thoughtless.
Hmmmmm. Secret Service? Nah.
Plop, he lands on my arm, he just came for another.
Of course, to them I'm just another type of tree, or bush,
uh, make that tree; one that at times dispenses peanuts,
but it is pretty magical none the less. Most are pretty
skittish, but some are kind, gentle, nice. Just now
one lightly leaped onto my lap as I was typing, sat there
for a moment, as I typed, and then as I moved my hand down
to the bag by my side where the peanuts were, he casually
strolled across the keyboard to see what I was getting
him, erasing my work.
Thoughtless.
Hmmmmm. Secret Service? Nah.
Plop, he lands on my arm, he just came for another.
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