dead squirrel trail
I just buried a squirrel. Well half of one.
He was
in the middle of my trail, dead.
Guts out, dead.
I felt so bad for the little
dude.
So I buried him.
Me and this fly had a ceremony.
The fly had a lot to
say.
I just cried.
Today was the first time I buried a squirrel.
And I have a
feeling it won’t be my last.
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