Wildlife Surprise
An angry squawking sound outside
Disturbed the rural peace.
I thought some crazy bird was perched,
His cry a mad release.
Instead, I stared a squirrel down;
His tail was all a'twitch
As he emitted clucking sounds
At quite a fevered pitch.
Between each dozen chirrups,
He let out a plaintive moan.
The message, loud and clear to me,
Was "Leave my turf alone!"
In all my years I never have
Encountered such a creature.
The real surprise was learning
Squirrels had that vocal feature.
I wondered if perhaps he had
A scary case of rabies;
Or possibly, he was a she,
Protecting squirrel babies.
In any case, I went inside
And left him to his squawking.
I hope he'll scamper far away
Before I go out walking!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2012
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