Ode to the Hunting Dog

Chipmunk's you must beware

for the dachshund's, they are here

by the window they do stare

while you might think

you haven't a care

but to have their way

you won't be spared

When you come out to feed

and in all your greed

packing your cheeks 

with all the bird seed.

Then the alarm does sound

someone's released the hounds

out in the yard, they do bound

Scurry and scatter

mad as a hatter

dachshunds on a mission

That's the matter

But with speed on your side 

your chance to hide

into the stonewall you did slide

for tomorrow's another day

as the dachshund's say

just be sure you don't 

get in our way