
Portrait of an Adorable Nuisance
Outside my window - what do I see?
A masked face staring back at me.
Onto a branch he held on tight,
And pulled the feeder with all his might.
The feeder swung, a dizzying spin,
As tiny hands reached deep within.
While holding on, he stuffed his face;
Handfuls vanish without a trace.
In just one year, five feeders gone,
By furry thief before the dawn.
To mend the damage, takes much toil,
And money, too, a costly spoil.
So now I must go out each night,
And pull the feeders out of sight.
I bring them in from porch to door,
And hang them out at dawn once more.
But if birdseed’s gone, that little sneak,
A sugary target, he will seek.
The hummer's feeder, he will wreck,
And leave the pieces on the deck.
One time, he took a feeder far,
Into the woods, beneath a stars.
This little scamp, with cute masked face;
The biggest pest in all this place.
He costs me time, he costs me dough,
This furry friend, I love him so.
He's quite a pest, it's plain to see,
But oh, that face just gets to me!
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