The Inkwell

#WDYS

Imagine this,

A great big beast (or so you would think)

roars his disapproval at you

for he hasn’t had a thing since breakfast

dad’s off on a hunt, while mum’s looking for something for tea

so the prince of the beasts is wailing away

it doesn’t help matters, when you replaced all the trees

with all those concrete contraptions

Ah! but who’s on the rooftops – the beast’s cousins

come to soothe the little one’s distress

even if its with Apples and Pears from the nearby park,

it’ll distract the little fella – till mum and dad come home

when they’ll find him in his nest,

with his cousins a watching

snoring away keeping the neighbours awake.