More poetry from room 341

Here are a few more poems about city wildlife.  Enjoy!

The Slug

Oh no the slug

eating on that

poor sunflower.

How sad.

Oh I wish slugs

would not be pest.

Oh how dear that

the sunflower was,

not dead.  Thank

you slug that you

didn't eat the whole

thing.

Coyotes

Today I saw 

a coyote in the

big, tall, mountains.

It was as big 

as a mountain

lion.  Big, gray

and fat.

His teeth were 

scary, huge, and

rotten with spit

all over them.

His ears had

blood on them.

I was the 

one who

dfeated that

coyote because

I'm NOT a

scardy cat!

The Staring Chipmunk

By the mountain hill,

I saw a chipmunk,

non cute nor ugly.

It looked kind of

weird in a way, so I

kept my face away.

Its beady eyes where

staring at me so I

backed away.  But

I found the reason 

why that rascal stared

I had an acorn in my hand!

Oh chipmunk, what a waste

of time!