Those claws of yours for grabbing <br />Large eyes so you can see <br />Sharp teeth to tear the meat apart <br />You’d brought back home for tea <br /> <br />Your ears pricked for surprises <br />With muscles taught and strong <br />A sense of smell detecting fear <br />From all who come along <br /> <br />You hide out in the undergrowth <br />Disguised within your coat <br />A fearsome stealthy hunter <br />Our monster Mr Stoat <br /> <br /> <br />© 2008 David Threadgold <br />Rambling Riddles & Rhymes<br /><br />David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/3-a-monster/
