Now that I want him as my model,
The chipmunk has fled into the wild flower field.
I wish I could fathom his desire.
Whoops, here he is back again,
aiming at my feet to step on my toes
While I would never step on his.
Ta ta, old chip, lucky for you
I'm not the tit for tat type.

July 24, 1992

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