Russell G. Robison


My dog reached the conclusion
That the squirrels must simply go
They had a conversation
What was said I do not know?

He hasn’t got a prayer I think
They all have law degrees
So he runs through the yard
As they sit laughing in the trees

They’re devils diabolical
They use him as a pawn
As they sit eating nuts
And watch him dancing on their lawn

I watch him grow so weary
As they twitch their tails with glee
‘Cause he’ll be back tomorrow
With the same old parody

Author’s Note: I realize this is probably just another demonstration of not having a life, but they do make me smile watching them ‘communicate’.