Ferret Rides Again

Well Andrea, second poem:) I suppose feral ferret gets loose a bit, when he ain't n isn't on the tit, lived too long with little wit, the ferret comes out cagey. so sneaking through the tall, short wood, to catch a chook, for her own good, cafuffle feathers tasty could, be just more time a wasting:) A rooster blurts across the yard, with feathers ruffed, spurs like barbs, catches ferret right off guard, and rides him, from came he-whence. but turning on the rooster chook, he cast him off, black balled the look, his .45 a raising, watch out for the underchook, lightening quick guns a blazing:) muttering onsoup...Don Johnson love Don