With a thump-crunch I drove
Over a half-seen object in the street.
Not a minute before I had swerved
To dodge a kamikaze squirrel
Dashing in fear across the pavement.
Soft as I am on furry animals,
I bought an instant menu of remorse
And self-flagellated all the way to Dallas.
To some my pain may seem unjustified,
Uncertain as I was if what I hit
Was bushy-tailed or PVC;
But in a larger sense, such thoughts
Are always justified, as evidence
That I still deem life dear.
©2003 John I. Blair