NaPoWriMo Day 12

Today’s silly poem does not follow any prompts but came after seeing a squirrel helping himself from the bird feeders. I don’t really mind this – all nature is welcome - but some people don’t like it at all and try to stop them, usually unsuccessfully!

A Squirrel Speaks

A cage round the peanuts?

Completely absurd!

Such discrimination,

when – I AM A BIRD!

Of course, it won’t fox me,

but that’s not the point –

I’d thought that this place was

a bird-friendly joint?

Consider my plumage!

The same brownish-grey

as sparrows and dunnocks –

yet I’M turned away?

I hang upside-down

with the grace of a tit –

but do you appreciate ME?

Not a bit!

And look! How I swoop

through the air, tree to tree

to my nest high above,

made of sticks – do you see?

You set out a buffet

a FEAST every day –

then bang on the window

and shout ‘Go away!’

It’s TOTAL mixed signals.

Quite crazy. In brief,

you fill up the feeders

then call me a thief!

I’m staging a sit in –

ALL NUTS SHOULD BE FREE!

I’m calling Bill Oddie

The R.S.P.B.

You claim to love nature?

Well nature has needs!

And... OOH!

Next-door’s topped up the sunflower seeds!