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Alcaudete Our poetry: Squirrels

;

is spring,

the meadow flowers,
squirrel and calf
collect nuts.

Run and climb from tree to tree. Van

picking his pleasant bite. When it gets dark

your gut is full

and happy return ; ; ; ;

to its burrow.

M ª Carmen López Ruíz 6 º A. Juan Pedro
CEPR