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.
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| 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
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