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Many would adhere to Item 19 of the Glue Gun Manifesto: “We want it to be ‘fucked up.’ This is good.” Mistakes would not be mistakes.
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Chasing invaders out of their trees and keeping hidden stores of food hidden is exhausting work that leaves city squirrels too tired and nervous to really relax.
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The squirrels in the swatch of a yard would not put up with any shit. Give me your food. Right in your face. Give me your food, motherfucker.
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Liked his poetry! He didn't even like his poetry. Christ, get a MFA, write a stupid, topical book and anyone could be a hero. Had the squirrel moved? Ha, ha, squirrel you spiteful varmint!!
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Like if a fire could come on as quickly as a rainstorm, or if running your nails across a chalkboard had a smell, it would smell the way this smelled.
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Up pops one head, then another
From the vine’s dark covering
Heedless of the boy and his mower
Passing feet from their play
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Now that Spring has sprung I am reminded about the day a former neighbour complained about my squirrel collection. I love to feed the black squirrels that gather in my yard and she became convinced I had trained several ninja squirrels to enter her garden
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I like the cool and dark beneath my rock./
It protects me from the glare and scorch/
of noonday sun and the chilling shadows/
of midnight moon.
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The squirrels love the sun
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Cacophony of an engine-braking eighteen-wheeler/
scatters the crows to fences, trees and wires/
in a startling chant of caw, caw, caw.
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