Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Yard Rats. A Poem.
Blundering through the yard late at night.
Wish I had a better flashlite.
I hear a rustle, am I not alone?
A scurry, a skitter…. Chills me to the bone!
Swinging my meager light to and fro,
I search for the source… is it friend or a foe?
OH MY GOD! Is that a rat in the tree???
Phew, no, just a small possum I see!
Wish I had a better flashlite.
I hear a rustle, am I not alone?
A scurry, a skitter…. Chills me to the bone!
Swinging my meager light to and fro,
I search for the source… is it friend or a foe?
OH MY GOD! Is that a rat in the tree???
Phew, no, just a small possum I see!
// posted by Stephanie Cake @ 11/16/2005 09:56:00 AM 
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