Monday, December 8, 2008


Squirrels scurry from yard to yard
Reminiscing of things once theirs,
An eagle retreats from roof to roof.
Displaced amidst sub-urban air.

Unannounced as a guest,
They survey the land
On a perch they may assemble,
In the garden they may roam,

A fence in every yard,
Each with his lot,
In the constitution,
This credo was wrought

Through the ceiling or the chimney,
But not the front door
Unwelcome in the home
Subterranean parts unknown

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