Squirrel Grandiosity [Lyric Poem] Posted on February 16, 2026 by B Gourley A squirrel sat straight upon a dirt mound. It could survey the woods for miles around. Holding an acorn like a microphone, The rodent seemed to be deep in the Zone. Perhaps comedy stylings or folk songs? But it just chewed its nut loud and long. Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
This is a cool poem.
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