The Woodchuck’s Fight

Midday, the creature had his fill,
So crawled quite boldly he up on the problem’s hill.

Stops for stealth needed he to keep,
From the yard’s waiting dangers to peep.

Straight to the tool shed’s wooden form,
Beneath the floor boards dove he to roam.

Tiny rabbits from their covered hutch out flew,
Abandoning the earth grouch's accuse below.

Into the back garden the fuming beast gave chase,
Anxious rabbits out distanced the behemoth’s lumbered pace.

Returned under the shed he to clear more offense,
The woodchuck’s expulsion continued intense.

Under bush and plant the evicted safely kept,
Until the bully’s anger was wholly spent.


Nature’s order reprieved with the tormenter’s leave.



jpR


Observed at 11:30 am on this day 16th of June in my back acre.