He struts by with nonchalance,
I wait,
and wait,
and wait.
I wait,
and wait,
and wait.
My turn!
The little creature peaks out.
He looks about.
I'm waiting to see if he notices.
My partner
strutted by
long ago,
This is all he notices.
Mine for the taking!
He struts back,
excited,
and eager.
Our song fills the air
and reaches the stars.
Back to the burrow we go,
Where I bask in the success that is ours,
With my trickster comrade
and his battle scars.
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