A squirrel Victory

HERE IS THE POEM I WROTE WHEN I WAS IN THE HIGH SCHOOL. THIS ONLY POEM I WROTE.. ENJOY IT.



A SQUIRREL'S VICTORY



THE IS THE STORY OF MY CAT,
BRAVE, HANDSOME,AND FAT
HAPPY IS HE IN THE AFTERNOON,
SITTING ON HIS MAT.

HE HEARS A SQUIRREL EATING NUTS
HIS EARS THEY POINT STRAIGHT UP,
HE TURNS HIS EYES TOWARD THE NOISE;
HIS TAIL BEGIN TO CUP

BROWN AND THIN, THE SQUIRREL CHEW'S ON
HAPPY WITH HIS FOOD.
BUT HE KNOWS THE CAT'S STARING AT HIM
IN A HUNGRY MOOD.

THE CAT MOVES SLOWLY OFF THE PORCH
DOWN THE STEPS HE CREEPS
CLOSE TO THE GROUND HIS BODY STAYS
SUDDENLY, HE LEAPS!

A FLASH IS SEEN AS THE SQUIRREL FLEES!
UP THE TREE HE GOES!
HIS TAIL CURLED HIGH, HE TURNS AND LAUGHS
AT THE UNHAPPY CAT'S WOES.

THIS IS THE STORY OF MY CAT,
BRAVE,HANDSOME AND FAT
HAPPY HE IS IN THE AFTERNOON,
SITTING ON HIS MAT.

BY TERRI HUDSON
FAYETTEVILLE, NC