Poem: Red Squirrel
The Red Squirrel
I saw a red squirrel
Eat a yellow mushroom.
Daintily he nibbled around
The edge, turning it around
And around as he feasted.......
Until he noticed me watching........
Irritably he scrambled to a higher branch,
But I saw him again
Nibbling and once again,
He raced to an even higher branch.
Some little people don't like to be watched eating,
Particularly yellow mushrooms.