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
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