.5. Rabbit Poacher’s Poem by David Threadgold

My orange carrots piling high
As I dig them from the ground
The rabbits spied this bounty
And they start to circle round

Some try to cause distraction
Whilst others come in near
Each wants my juicy carrots
So they overcome their fear

A furry form goes flashing by
It makes me turn around
Another grabs a carrot
From my pile upon the ground

I must protect my carrots
So I put them in a sack
With one eye on the rabbits
In case they should come back

At last I’ve stopped my digging
I’ll leave them one or two
The rest are going in my pot
To make a nice big stew


© 2008 David Threadgold
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