Squirrel

Backyard Beggar...
You furry rodent
Your tail snaps to and fro
You harvest all the
Bird feed
Everywhere you go

On the ground
Up the pole
In the feeder
You climb
Barriers be damned
‘Cause you’ve got the time

Neither here nor there
You scant have an enemy
Save the family dogs
But not the cat
Nor the birds
Nor the owl on the chimney

Scamper and scatter
Through the trees and brush
You delight and entertain
Without knowing as much

Cobs of corn you are offered
Yet birdseed you desire
Can not you defer
To the birds on the wire?

Go on! You varmit!
You backyard beggar!
Tend to your own garden
And let the birds have there’n.

By William Hunter
Published: 3/30/2009		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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