To sharpen up her deadly claw
She does not know the claws are gone
As she listens to the Robins song
She crouches down.....a Panther now
Watch me hunt....I'll show you how
She hides behind a bush to wait
For a moment, tempting fate.
Wiggles her rear, prepares to spring
Unseen by the birds who sing.
One more moment....maybe three
Oops!!! the birds flew to the tree.
Foiled once more the hunter stops
Cleans her tail and licks her chops
She never did intend to kill
She had her lunch, she ate her fill.
At least thats what her story's now
She just wanted to show us how
In case the time should ever come
When the hunt must be more than fun.
JKS April 2012