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Day: Jun 5, 2020

Posted on Jun 5, 2020Sep 8, 2020 in ...poetry for raccoons

Raccoon Striped salad

Untitled 9

I scoot across the speckled rug,

To scoop the rubber balls and mug,

Figured couldn’t carry much,

With only ten fingers and such,

So sat in the  bowl nicely snug.

Fawnces,

I can’t hear you coz  today I’m a striped salad in a bowl

~ Blankyd

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