Come play with me;Why should you runThrough the shaking treeAs though I'd a gunTo strike you dead?When all I would doIs to scratch your headAnd let you go.
William Butler Yeats
is an underappreciated genre.
...but this one is cleverer.
Actually, as regards the above, I detect in your admiration a note of empathy concerning prairie dogs who refuse peanuts :)
What would Nick say? I often ask.
Best Friends Animal Society (http://www.bestfriends.org)
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