If I were a racoon
You'd never catch me soon
Even with the bait you swoon
You're effort seems real cartoon

A carefully set dogproof
Is only a spoof
As you check sets with a stare
How I possibly tripped both pair

Trail cams being all the rage
You see me dance around your cage
As if on New York stage
Go read another trap book page

My hide's not a coon skin hat
Or wall hanging mat
For that go and trap a furry cat
Try harder to trap me next time at bat

A 220's not for me
Go hang it from a tree
I'm not your next suitcase catch
That idea will never hatch

I'd rather avoid being road kill
Than another trap story thrill
My ability in stealing bait
You've surely learned to hate

Finding me in your trap line
Will cost you more than a dime
The cost is lots of time
& since I've run out of rhyme......

THE END


Good thing all the nuns that taught me for 12 years long ago
have since passed away ........

Because my feudal attempt at poetry would have killed them.


Hope this offends no one...........but rather causes a smile or chuckle

That's a fun read. NP reason for anyone to take offense LOL