An Old Man's Coon Poem by Bill Grace
An Old Man's Coon
A broken raccoon has come to live with us
has joined the family of two outside cats
so far there do not seem to be any spats
he - or is it she - moves slow
and is almost at a point
that knows danger is not near
if rabies were only a justified fear
I would have to kill or remove the creature
but just old and slow
I at last understand
let the critter share the cat food
death is not in demand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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5/9/2024 3:04:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A fine write, sir Bill...10++++++++