Poem: Mama Raccoon up a tree

Inspired by the photo article about a mother raccoon and her twins who were treed by a dog, Jean Monce Bryant sent in this poem.

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

My oh my  Oh me oh me

Mama raccoon up a tree

And her babies that makes three

 

Little robbers in disguise

Little masks upon their eyes

And striped tails--that's no surprise

 

They're just looking for a meal

Some nice morsel they can steal

That is really no big deal

 

When the dog was out of sight

They were brave--there was no fright

Maybe they should prowl at night