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True Lies

I was sitting in the park one day
in the shade underneath a tree
When I saw this little squirrel come up
and sit right next to me

I watched it sit there for a while
then I offered it some bread
He looked around then looked at me
'no thanks' I thought he said

I knew I must be hearing things
so I said 'say that again'
He said 'I said no thank you'
and I about jumped out my skin

Squirrels aren't suppose to talk
or at least that's what I thought
But he asked me for a cigarette
and said that'd mean alot

I thought, this can't be happening
it had to be some kind of joke
But I was sure I heard this little squirrel
just ask me for a smoke

So I gave the squirrel a cigarette
then sat and watched in awe
When he was done he told me thanks
and stuck out his little paw

I shook his paw and left the park
I'm not sure if he's still there
Everyone says I imagined it
but he asked me for a square

My doctor thinks I dreamed it all
but I swear that it's the truth
If you don't believe my word
ask the pigeon he smoked one too
Written by Pure_405_Evil
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Author's Note
This started as a poem to my children, but went off in to left field lol
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