Monday, June 15, 2020 Beware the Animal…

The Raccoon
Beware the animal with blackened eyes
Though he be furry, child-like and small.
He is no friend, believe not his lies.

When he is nearby, be wise, oh be wise
His dear little hands slash and maul –
Beware the animal with blackened eyes.

Hear how he cries – but don’t sympathize,
If you feed him, he’ll dine in your hall.
He is no friend, believe not his lies.

He wears a mask and upon you he spies,
He smiles, but is eager for a brawl.
Beware the animal with blackened eyes.

He sleeps so sweetly, you’ll sing lullabies,
You’ll forget that he’s shot through with gall.
He is no friend, believe not his lies.

He’s ferocious for someone his size.
He’ll tear you apart, though you’re tall.
Beware the animal with blackened eyes.
He is no friend, believe not his lies.

This is my second attempt at a villanelle, inspired by my son’s discovery of a young raccoon wandering around in our yard. The little varmint was so appealing, that Sam even fed him some bacon. I took lots of photos, but was wary. He is no friend, believe not his lies.

I’ll probably delete this in the morning.