#Poem Little

Little

Zammy Spike never
blinks, never
reads a dotted line.
He kicks litter,
not the rabbit kind.

He hugs lamp posts, whistles
at passing cars.
They won’t stop.
He won’t sleep.
Won’t go far.

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