David Pape is a regular poet at our Blackfriars Vocal events in Southwark. He’s an awesome orator, and as you can see from this – a talented writer.
I hope you enjoy Squirrel on Cocaine, any comments / feedback will get back to him.
Squirrel on Cocaine
This is the story of a squirrel who failed,
not so bright or bushy-tailed.
A regular rogue with hardened eyes –
a squirrel who cheats and drinks and lies.
Beat up a hare and mugged a rabbit,
all because he’d got the habit.
Lost his friends, became a stealer;
his only mate’s a cocaine dealer.
The crime rate’s up around the park;
he only comes out after dark.
“Are you looking at me? Are you a voyeur?”
he shouts in induced paranoia.
“It’s these ‘greys’ – they’re all the same;
send ’em back to whence they came!
They’ve got no morals, they’re aggrevating –
they’ll steal your nuts while you’re hibernating.”
He ‘round those half-empty lager cans,
making deals and dodgy plans.
Asking for trouble if he don’t mend his ways –
a fox’ll get him one of these days!
“Fell out of a tree, or so I’ve heard;
had a fight with some big old bird.”
A crook, a thief, a scoundrel, a rotter –
it’s not at all like Beatrix Potter!
© davidpape 2005