You
little groundhog friend
have led horse after horse
to the water's edge
and left them for dead
lusting the sweet groundhog's drink.
You
little groundhog friend
continue to burrow underneath
and find the chickens
still asleep
and covet their eggs
with your twinkled eyes
you leave them for dead,
little groundhog friend.
You have to be stopped.
And I'm going to stop you.
