<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451362" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A squirrel squeals...! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a hot noon<br>In mid June, <br>A squirrel<br>Races down a black<br>Iron pipe<br>Wagging her tail, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Full of energy<br>Squeaks<br>In delight, <br>Her ears alert<br>Nodding her<br>Head from side to side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch<br>From my window <br>Lying on a soft bed, <br>In an air conditioned room<br>Feeling frail, <br>Just as power fluctuates...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Has God equipped <br>These creatures to adapt, <br>Or we have over taxed <br>Our thermostat…<br>and our adaptability<br>lies dormant...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451362" data-title="A squirrel squeals...! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="On a hot noon In mid June, A squirrel Races down a black Iron pipe Wagging her tail, Full of energy Squeaks In delight, Her ears alert Nodding her Head from side to side. I watch From my window Lying on a soft bed, In an air conditioned roo..."></div> </div> </div>

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