Pounce on the Mouse

(For our wanton animal rights friends and patriots)

13 May, 2020

I love those bald eagles Whenever  they swoop down And clamp those powerful jaws Around the neck of small birds Or a mouse or other hapless rodent. My heart throbs with joy. The squeals of those mice Squeezed by those talons Is like sweet music. Regular buzzards have too much Black in their coloring I like the majestic white head Of that eagle. He looks so clean and regal The strength he represents When guided by justice and law Saves the world from that maw Which swallows the helpless. And he spawns children To follow in his way. High into the sky he flies And down he dives. No prey can survive. Mercilessly he clamps down, The blood of his prey does abound, Winning the victory away to the sky Leaving the wanton offender to die.