Another poem for school that is oozing with cheesiness. Enjoy.

Sly

The master of slyness

Is not what you may think

He is quick and agile

Sprints with ease

He stalks his inanimate pray

He gathers them in bunches piled up high

But only to gorge on them before winter’s near

So cute and furry, just look at those beady eyes!

Do you know who it is?

Are you sure?

It’s a squirrel, you see.

So the moral of this story is:

Be careful after you’ve made a pecan pie…

A “master of slyness” may be near by!