Monday, December 29, 2008

Our fuzzy little intruder

There's a squirrel in my basement

I'm not sure how or why

I saw his fuzzy tail from the corner of my eye


Did you come in from the cold to make this place your home?

You tried to build a nest of ceiling insulation and foam.


We fed you poisoned dog food

We tried to shoot you with a gun (bb)

We left the back door open, but still you did not run


My doggies did not scare you

and you pranced around our trap

You gloat from the rafters where I'm sure you take a nap


After a week this little visit must to come an end

The smell is awful, the mess so rude and I do not like this trend


Into the trap we placed some nuts and peanut butter

I came downstairs and heard the cage making such a clutter

We finally trapped you. Victory!! Now our basement's in the clear

Clint drove you to the Club, released you, now there's now more fear


Please don't come back, we're through with you
and do not tell your friends
I'd rather ride the house of ladybugs
than have a squireel again