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A Duel of Wit and Brawn
The air was thick with conflict
down by the gnarly tree...
and all who stopped to notice
were amazed by the great melee...
They held their breath in rapture
to the lines of challenge, drawn...
This could be a spectacle,
a duel of wit and brawn,
and who would take possession of
the treasure in that tree?
This promised to be exciting,...
a grand and feisty raiding spree.
There was a current stand off...
as both opponents were intent,
driven by gut instinct
and the feeder's luring scent.
Old Jay was quite indignant that
them squirrels had found his stash,
had a mind to chase em off
with his cerebral, sharp-beaked bash...
but instinct is persistent
and hunger a driving force...
The squirrels had just begun their raid,
now, bent on its raiding course.
So they battled hard and furious,
Old Blue and them sneaky squirrels
and, my, how the feeder rattled
as all their strategies unfurled...
The squirrels tag-teamed the blue jay
in their bold and crafty raid,
but the blue jay, quick and clever,
would linger, stalking, in the shade
and wait for just the moment
they weren't looking, to attack,
then, peck those pesky raiders in
a well planned sneak and sack.
Until the stash was empty and
there were sunflower seeds no more...
The blue jay and the squirrels, then,
retreated, mean and sore...
to lick their wounds till next time
as they planned their next hijack...
when the hanging tree bird feeder
bid, once again, a hungry crack.
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