Just for fun.
Two otters meet, she is in heat.
The mating ritual complete.
She does not want him around
This is her favourite hunting ground.
Potential mothers need to eat.
A mouse has caught the weasel’s eye.
She thinks he’d make a tasty bite.
The mouse is not prepared to die
and very sensibly takes flight.
He does not wait to say goodbye
Her needs my queen cat loudly cries
and gets a chorus of replies.
From tom cats boasting their prowess.
She has no chance and they have less,
She is locked in which I think wise.
Thursday, 03 March 2011
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