SEWER RACCOONS
A rash, an "outbreak" of Sewer Raccoons
continues in Waukesha;
four coon servants of the blind King Coon
living beneath the city in his improvised
throne room
were seen simultaneously emerging
from a storm grate
These audacious coons
are gentle burglars
serving their liege
by gathering items
from his regal shopping lists
usually under cover of darkness
They rove about furtively
which gives strength to
the belief that they
are possibly harmful
Good heavens
what's so bad about their
meager wants
- bits of broken glass
and bottle caps?
The king needs a royal cape
and what better way to adorn him
than with a discarded purple velvet
drapery sample and the colorful trash
found in our street gutters?
I say live in harmony with
our subterranean friends
and be amused, not scared,
when they tip-toe about
touching us
Sometimes, yes, they go beyond
their usual shyness
particularly at Halloween
when they gently reach up pantlegs
and frighten children sufficiently
that they drop their sacks
of candy
Such pickings
should not be denied
the masked faux raiders
who do not poke guns
in anyone's back and say
"Stick-em UP!"
They come bearing
explicit shopping lists
from the King:
maybe a piece of metal
bent just so,
or a melon, or a piece
of pizza in the gutter
Nothing we're ever going to miss
No breaking and entering
no howls or shrieks
these raccoons are more afraid of us
than we are of them
except at HALLOWEEN
I say we welcome the raccoons
to our neighborhoods
Our streets are much cleaner
for their scavenging
Just imagine their King
and the cape he wears
Money cannot buy such
underground elegance
The King,
so old he cannot walk
can no longer negotiate
the long sewer distances
from the throne room
cavern far below the
old downown post office
to the far-flung
street-level residential grates
In truth
he is blind
from too many years
of being kept in the dark
His crest may read
"Veritas Est Lux"
Light, >>>let there be more light<<<
I know the coons are
looking for a miner's
helmet for him
and
I know the problem of Halloween
out-and-out theft
would be cured by tying
strings around childrens' pantlegs
[dd]
A rash, an "outbreak" of Sewer Raccoons
continues in Waukesha;
four coon servants of the blind King Coon
living beneath the city in his improvised
throne room
were seen simultaneously emerging
from a storm grate
These audacious coons
are gentle burglars
serving their liege
by gathering items
from his regal shopping lists
usually under cover of darkness
They rove about furtively
which gives strength to
the belief that they
are possibly harmful
Good heavens
what's so bad about their
meager wants
- bits of broken glass
and bottle caps?
The king needs a royal cape
and what better way to adorn him
than with a discarded purple velvet
drapery sample and the colorful trash
found in our street gutters?
I say live in harmony with
our subterranean friends
and be amused, not scared,
when they tip-toe about
touching us
Sometimes, yes, they go beyond
their usual shyness
particularly at Halloween
when they gently reach up pantlegs
and frighten children sufficiently
that they drop their sacks
of candy
Such pickings
should not be denied
the masked faux raiders
who do not poke guns
in anyone's back and say
"Stick-em UP!"
They come bearing
explicit shopping lists
from the King:
maybe a piece of metal
bent just so,
or a melon, or a piece
of pizza in the gutter
Nothing we're ever going to miss
No breaking and entering
no howls or shrieks
these raccoons are more afraid of us
than we are of them
except at HALLOWEEN
I say we welcome the raccoons
to our neighborhoods
Our streets are much cleaner
for their scavenging
Just imagine their King
and the cape he wears
Money cannot buy such
underground elegance
The King,
so old he cannot walk
can no longer negotiate
the long sewer distances
from the throne room
cavern far below the
old downown post office
to the far-flung
street-level residential grates
In truth
he is blind
from too many years
of being kept in the dark
His crest may read
"Veritas Est Lux"
Light, >>>let there be more light<<<
I know the coons are
looking for a miner's
helmet for him
and
I know the problem of Halloween
out-and-out theft
would be cured by tying
strings around childrens' pantlegs
[dd]
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