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The Treasure Hunter

Rustle, scuffle, scurry, scurry,
Winter's coming,
Hurry, hurry!
Sniffing nose and active paws,
Treasured acorn
Clutched in jaws,
Little squirrel goes questing, seeking
Through the dead leaves
Searching, peeking.
Red tail twitching urgently,
As he seeks
With industry.
Discontent with one small treasure,
He must gather
More together.
Rustle, scuffle, scurry, scurry,
Winter's coming,
Hurry, hurry!

A Room with a View

Please give me a room,
A room with a view
(Don't care if the color
Is gloomiest blue).

A view of the war.
A view of two trees.
View of a baby
And two victories.

Just give me a room,
A room with a view.
A place I can stand
And look up at You.