Enthusiastic Soul
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Sunday, June 11, 2017
PAD 22 fable
A squirrel named Greedy
Thought he was needy
And kept all the food to himself
He ate till quite fat
Said, “How good is that?”
Until he started to ralph.
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