Somethings gotten in my garden!
It ate all the fixins for that pot of succotash!
I don't know why those critters would do that
when there's so many fresh berries tall green grass!
If I see them there eatting in there again
what they should not, I might shoot them dead!
then I can have my long awaited succotash dinner
with critter meat and homemade bread!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem