should i write a sonnet about lemmings?
English: A dead lemming on a stone in the river Revåa in Norway. Lemmings migrate in large numbers across the landscape, stopping for nobody. When they have to cross a river of some size, some lemmings will die. Every few years so many lemmings die this way that drinking the water from the streams becomes a health hazard to people hiking in the mountains. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
should i write a sonnet
about lemmings?
their charming culture
and complicated relationships?
should i go on and on about the baby lemming
a lemming mother lost in a snowstorm?
should i try instead to reform them?
or just laugh, heartily,
as they run off yet another cliff?
agnewpickens 
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