Thirteen stripe emblem
Large black eyed gaze
Filled with mischievous
Intentions to save
The fruits and the flowers
The seeds of the grain
His favorite the clovers
Which he eats in the rain
He lives in the drain pipe
And out in the field
Now eating cucumbers
To his taste have appealed
Forever watching
Aspiring to seek
The most delicate morsels
To keep in his cheek.
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