Thursday, 27 November 2014

Jacky My Verminator..

Staring eyes,
twitching ears,
a front paw off the ground.

Head stuck forward,
hackles up,
sensing they're around.

Ratty's hiding in long grass,
Jacky knows he's there.
Like a cobra, Jacky strikes,
Rat squeals out in fear.

That ones dead,
more to kill,
they scamper all around.
Jacky kills them,
though they hide,
they are always found.

I miss Jacky,
that little dog;
as fearless as could be.
Now he's buried in the ground,
beneath the old oak tree.

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