"Just two"
Then two squirrels came sent to me,
hoping I'd
tell these my lost loves-
so I thinking them worthy proposed
they
do something new
-in spirit of travel, say!-
so I sent with them as they left a
certain
part (a fifth) of heart-
The sun I thought then at first
won't shine on mud
so these brunal runners ran hard into
their own woods,
intuiting my own state, mindless
of heart, of course
(sensing a perennial poor lost lady!)
They opted for woods, of course
Two have already said as much, today-
poor yr love and muddy, too
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