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I Killed a Squirrel

I killed a squirrel today.
It ran across the road.
I tried to break in time,
But my car couldn’t have slowed.

I killed a squirrel today.
I felt the little bump,
As my car rolled over its body,
And added to nature’s dump.

I killed a squirrel today.
And once I passed, I looked back.
And there it was running across the road,
Fleeing death’s racetrack.

So I guess I didn’t kill a squirrel today.
Its body won’t remain.
My tires are clean from death,
My heart was spared the pain.

--Camille I., Adult