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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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Part 1: Field Mouse

Whiskers, tail – beady black eyes

Soft grey fur

Far below the hawk
But not out of eye-sight.

The first snowflakes falling
Then the second
Third …

Now mountains of snow,
To every side.

Sleep and food inches away
When the feathers splayed slightly
Twisted almost imperceptibly

The end was quick
The mistake unnoticeable
Until the tiny corpse
Fell a hundred feet.

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