Ratty And Mink Poem by Richard George

Ratty And Mink

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Water vole, if you don't mind,
although rats scull strongly.
Everything was ship-shape then,
boating with a book
and a hamper, and company.

But these days I'm boarded up.
Stoats are bad enough,
but their transatlantic cousins
think I'm a Big Mac on legs.
In this neck of the woods, it's getting rough.

Saturday, July 2, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: woods
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Richard George

Richard George

Cheltenham, U.K.
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