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Right Royal Wrongs

 

On the anniversary of the death of Charles I, King and Martyr, a short poem by Humbert Wolfe.

 

 

The Grey Squirrel

 

Like a small grey

coffee-pot,

sits the squirrel.

He is not

 

all he should be,

kills by dozens

trees, and eats

his red-brown cousins.

 

The keeper on the

other hand,

who shot him, is

a Christian, and

 

loves his enemies

which shows

the squirrel was not

one of those.

 

 

 

 

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