Feral & Rabid…
Feral & rabid am I…
When I stare at you with my one eye,
You better stay away from my,
den & little ones.
I may hiss & scratch at the sky,
Just protecting my little guys,
Don’t you think I won’t attack?
See the hackles on my back,
Stand up straight & shake,
That is you warning to back away.
In the morning,
Or late at night,
I stand up for what is right,
If you’re bitten, you can bet,
Lots of shots in your tummy,
From your doctor, you’ll get.
“Are you scared?” I hiss,
Ready to, on yourself, piss?
As I am a mother, like any other,
Protecting my young,
So lick your lips with your tongue,
And slowly back away,
If you do, safely you will go home, today…