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O Fearless Squirrel of Twilight

Nekropher O'Mans


As the Ashes of the Autumn's Moon blow over,
I am given to contemplate a squirrel.
He does not fear the eagle of the night, nor
Is he driven to madness by the thought of mutinous acorns.
Ah! How simple life should be, were we
Driven to contemplate the glory of nature as this
Simple squirrel does.

A sudden ray of thought enters my cavernous mind.
The Squirrel does not fear the eagle of the night because
Eagles are not nocturnal.

Nekropher O'Mans has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Nekropher's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Nekropher's latest works:

O Fearless Squirrel of Twilight

Submitted Feb 14th 2009, 01:00