Fat, fat squirrel

Fat, fat squirrel

A small furry Buddha

Complacently

Sitting in the tree.

Monopolising the bird food.

‘bird food’, bird feeders’, ‘birds’,

These are only human words,

And the squirrel has no quarrel,

Since this food is free

Apparently

Until the market kicks in

As markets do

Another squirrel appears

And wants to munch

Some birdfood lunch

So, squirrel number one

Chases squirrel number two

To the top of the tree

And to the next tree as well

Then squirrel number three

Catches the smell,

And the smell is good.

So, squirrel number three

goes for the food.,

This incites one or two,

Which it is, I cannot say

To chase three away.

And once the chase is on

Two squirrels are gone,

Then a fat squirrel comes back

To eat more birdfood

And attempt again

To get even more fat.