Milk Poem by Bob Gibson

It stands alone out in the snow
With its silver top aglow
A head of cream under the top,
.Around it little sparrows hop
With their beaks they break the seal
Its the cream they want to steal
Its here they balance on the rim,
Dunking their beaks through the tin
The paperboy see's his prize,
He looks around with wary eyes
Has a guzzle, an puts back the lid,
And blamed the sparrows for what he did
An old tom cat was watching this,
Saw the birds and gave a hiss
He pounced, but missed them all,
Knocked the bottle an made it fall
The milk it spillt out on to the ground,
The cat was making a lapping sound
The door it opened with a rush,
And the cat got belted with the brush