More Scared Than Smart

ruckus on my porch perked my ears last night at the wicked hour I flicked on the light to hear thumping and chairs rattling but in my window-- --no body wayfaring thief or wandering troll must be hiding crouching down I know more scared than smart I opened the door "Hey! Who the f***'s out there?" rumbling round the side of my house a fat javelina came running out and about eight more on his tail what the h*** little baby squealing barely bigger than a chihuahua lost it's momma and headed for the road and certain death "come back" I cried more scared than smart I ran after and stopped in my drive when momma came out and met my eye her little precious found her and its sibs and left the danger as I did backwards climbing steps to my door "you could do more," said the sweet city girl I roll my eyes "build a little house for them on your porch." more scared than smart I smile at that pretty voice mute my phone let out a laugh unmute "Yeah, I should do that." And along the way catch a Starling and teach it to say "nevermore" all night and day it can perch on the porch with the javelinas and keep the thieves and trolls away