The Alley Hustle Poem by Amber Piercy

The Alley Hustle

Rating: 5.0


Prompt: A Second Piece of a Groundhog's Heart!

A Mother Groundhog's Story Part: 2

There was a scuffle, a tuffle, an alley Shuffle,
Right there in the streets!
My name is Russell, I squibble and hustle,
I'm a squirrel in the trees!
I saw it go down, right in town, with coons around,
A mother groundhog flees!
Right on site, at night, a mama does fight,
A baby bleeds!
With feet of white, left to right,
Two babies left to plead!
Mama wins, grabs the twins, she defends,
And runs free!
A baby she lost, a sad criss-cross,
She has to let it be!
She got away, to this day,
A sad mama sees!

A.D. Small
May 20,2023

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