You Turkey! You put me through the misery
Of apprehension about your fate!
Were you safe? Did the small split on you ear
Now have a mate?
Were you now a heap of matted fur over
A rotting carcass in some unknown place?
The anonymous victim where you weren’t
Cautious enough or disdained haste?
How dare you chomp away at kibble
In starving pretense?!!
I know you’ve got another place to bum
Where the gullibility is immense!
And I don’t want to know your adventures,
Traipsing around like the Fertility Elf!
You do this again and I’ll rip those fuzzy balls
Off your butt myself!
Copyright © 2002 Sandra Landfried
Written 13 March 2002
