When the Natives Are Restless

(7/5 Trochee rhyme form) They’re coming. Listen closely. Hear that distant thrum. . . that steady thrum- thrum- thrumming of a tom-tom drum. There! Beyond the cornfield rows. Tell me, don’t you see the tops of feathers moving forward stealthily? They’re so close to the house now! Soon they’ll reach the fence. Where have all the cowboys gone? War will soon commence! Wait! I saw the bushes move. Roger with his gun spied a Cherokee and now has him on the run. But appearing on the scene, tomahawks in hand, those Cherokees have attacked just to save their man. Roger’s fallen to the ground. Oh, my son is dead! Indians now are swarming, faces painted red. Running toward the bushes, they give a mighty whoop! Cowboys must come out and fight this most fearsome group. A cowboy wins if he is first one to take aim, but, touched by a tomahawk, he will lose the game. When THE NATIVES ARE RESTLESS it just isn’t cool, and I’m counting off the days till they’re back in school! For The Catch Phrase Contest/ sponsored by Deborah Guzzi (My catch phrase: The natives are restless)