Raccoon. Why do you come here
in the night wreaking
havok on the bird feeder?
Where do you come from,
wily raccoon who runs
quickly to the river
when I appear at the window?
I see your two eyes glowing
there in the dark trees
you have eaten all
the sweet grape jelly
decimated the cakes
of damp suet
trampled the tender morning glory seedlings
How can we live together
little masked bandit,
strong-climbing as a monkey
Diabolical and loveable
trickster,
and needy as me
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