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I enjoy watching the squirrels race along on my back fence trying to outsmart the dog. |
| Antics in my Backyard The sun is peeking over the back fence rail in a blue sky it casts brightly colored trails Blades of grass are still beaded with the morning dew Holding spider webs that glitter like diamonds anew I look up to see a squirrel walking along the fence His antics just don't seem to make sense In his hurry he slips on top of the fence Trying in vain to get a nibble of the food Of which the dog hadn't yet chewed Hanging there with his back foot slipping down the board He hurriedly composes himself and goes for the reward But just when he thought he had it made Diddle Lee dog came screeching out of nowhere like a tirade With a flip of his tail the squirrel gave a hasty serenade Jumping to the nearest tree, making his retreat To sit and watch for Diddle Lee to go back to sleep |