M.L. Squier

The Ocelot - Poem by M.L. Squier


Have a

Lot of spots

And are more

Adept as swimmers


They are as climbers.


Like to eat prey

Smaller than they.

The Ocelot is prized for its fur

And so you can easily opine

That it is an endangered feline.

I wonder whether Sir Lancelot

Ever saw or met an Ocelot?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 24, 2008

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