Raccoons Poem by Aidan Ross

Aidan Ross

Aidan Ross

Flinders Medical center, South Australia, Australia

Raccoons



More than little furballs.
Kings and Queens of fun.
Friends forever.
Masters of the water fountain,
Playground and lamp shop.
Not scavengers, what they find,
Is there only for them to take.
Little beady eyes and huge hearts.
Alive in the tunnel,
Under the stairs.
And in pale moonlight,
They come out
To play, forever…..

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Aidan Ross

Aidan Ross

Flinders Medical center, South Australia, Australia
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