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What other weather will you throw this way?
We've had rain, hail and some sleet
That has whitened many a street.
The poor flowers, that survived the snow
And cold that we had for weeks,
When it is just the Sun, that peeks
Out from these black, stormy clouds,
That has brought the rain, down like shrouds.
The garden has taken more than it's share,
While rabbit's munching, the plant tops there,
The flowers that bloomed a year ago
Are now smaller than those that grow,
Near the suburban path, a sidewalk is
The way to see that which grows,
Perhaps even a strong minded Rose.

Was it a dream
Or just an illusion.
I am uncertain,
Without any doubt.
I looked in a mirror;
What did I see?
A small Chimpanzee,
Looking at me.
It smiled,
While scratching it's head
And was wearing a hat,
A bright shade of red.
What do you want?
What can it mean,
When you see a Chimp,
In your mirror scene?
I don't know,
What's in my mind.
It's an animal,
So don't be unkind.
Then, in a hurry,
It was gone,
So don't you worry.
Will it return?
That I don't know,
But if it does,
We'll put on a show.

Out by the sidewalk,
Close to our front door,
I espy a mound of dirt,
Sitting up about an inch or so.
I mutter to myself,
"This Mole just has to go."
I have no desire to dispose
Of this small creature,
But I do want it to be,
Discouraged and just leave.
Stick a hose down into the hole;
Turn on the water and see,
Where it goes, flushing a mole.
There is a powder, I sprinkle
On the remains of his hole,
That shows the work of
A quite active Mole.
It won't harm this little fellow,
But will encourage it to move
Away from this site,
Then I'll sleep better.
Perhaps a whole night

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