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The Little Red Squirrel
I’m traveling along the trail, it's getting dark, gloomy
I’m on my way home when I see a little red squirrel,
I run over its tail and it squeaks loudly, I try to forget it,
I look down at the rushing river, so loud so dangerous
The trail is rough, destroyed, cracks and potholes all over
Then it happened, something hit my wheel, it startled me
A pothole tipping me over, I started falling, rolling down the hill
Hitting trees, sticks, thistles, rocks. Stinging every part of my body
Bones cracking, popping, my leg dismembered
Then, I fell into the river, tugging on my body
As my head goes into the water I see it
The little red squirrel staring at me
Then, I went under
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