The Flying Squirrelendaz Brothers
There once were 3 squirrels in our residency,
Whose feat’s of acrobatic prowl-ness are legendary,
As they’d race up and down
In barber pole spiral’s around,
The tree’s took on a Candy chiCanery.
The Flying Squirrelendaz Brothers
There once were 3 squirrels in our residency,
Whose feat’s of acrobatic prowl-ness are legendary,
As they’d race up and down
In barber pole spiral’s around,
The tree’s took on a Candy chiCanery.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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