Buzzard Gets His Lunch
teeny tiny field mouse did not have a chance there
eagle-eyed red headed buzzard spotted him from the air
swooped down, then took mouse up to fifteen thousand feet
making him into a squirming wiggly tasty treat
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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