When oak’s ground-around is as barren as a shicer,

Generally generous squirrel turns a miser,

So beware to any arboreal fur-loner

Intent on presenting sly self as a purloiner—

For Samantha sees each cheeky sneak as a clear flounce,

Calling ready tail to flail and pound-of-ounce to pounce! ; )

Loneliness leans life’s lingering light limp,

Cascades sorrow horizontally jimp;

Feelings fall flat upon each cracking crimp,

Where weathered wonderments weigh woe’s worn wimp. ; )

Dreamt dreams did forefeel,

And later reveal,

Double-the-fun deal

Of cheesiest meal

In mart-cart four-wheel

Pushed with bestie’s zeal

By skips upping heel—

A duet of spiel,

Works perks’ hijinks steal,

Thrill and chill for real. ; )

Stately birdie on culm of wheat,

A la birkie quitely upbeat,

Heralds morn via boldest tweet. ; )

Arising to sunlight’s fast-breaking, weariness-waking stare,

Aromas caffeinated cappuccino con capillaire,

Awaiting sips from lips for day’s ‘Orange you sweeter than fair?’. ; )