Our Friend The Cheetah
There’s no cat that’s fleetah than our friend the cheetah.
It’s also a sweetheart, no creature is sweetah.
It’s helpful, trustworthy, and shares all its cat toys.
That noise that annoys you? It never makes that noise.
And yet there’s one problem that leaves my brain knotted;
Whenever there’s trouble, the cheetah’s been spotted.
The cold and hungry chickadee
must sit upon a branch and see
how squirrels in marauding herds
devour the seed put out for birds.
I’ve greased the posts, hung feeders higher,
suspending them from long thin wire.
I’ve sprayed the seeds with pepper spray,
and nothing keeps those pests away.
But now I’ve figured out a plan
to end theft by the squirrel clan.
I won’t be swayed by your demurrals;
I’ll shoo the birds and feed the squirrels.