gone

They took my dead groundhog.
He was there last week.
Just resting.
His big round belly,
Flattened against the grass,
Like my dog’s
On a hot summer day.

He didn’t look bad.
He had no scars.
Wasn’t hit by a car,
Or bit by another animal.
He was just dead.

And they came.
And they took him away.

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