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Blackguards!
That vicious Chow next door
Attacked my little visitor
And left him mauled and dead!
All the little fellow had done
Was scamper in my hedge
With his brother or sister, so happily, so gaily.
They raised my spirits high.
Now one distressed wee squirrel remains
To traipse among my branches
Alone and lonely
And that black tongued blackguard
Happily bares his teeth and lifts his leg.
Why did his owners surreptitiously drop that
Poor torn mite behind my car that night?
Two blackguards for neighbours!
