#racoon - Hello Poetry

I was walking through the woods, As I was passing a pine tree, I noticed in the needles on ground, The cap’s of a few mushrooms, just staring at me Realizing, it was late in the season, i moved some needles, My curiosity, made me take a peek to see, From my Shroomology experiences, of the past, I could verify that these were edible mushrooms indeed. I pulled a few from the ground, they were fresh, The blanket of needles providing warmth, Protecting them from a freeze, I was getting a little hungry, so I took a sample taste, Remembering, home grown vegetables were good for me. I was sitting on a hollow log, watching a beautiful sun set, To the west, waving goodbye, to me, Enjoying the colorful streaks, in the sky, Then I felt the log move, under me, I heard some leaves making noise at the end, of the log, As I turned my head to investigate, I saw, Two of the biggest racoon eyes, you may ever see, I then realized, I was an unexpected, house guest, So to show appreciation, I shared some of the mushrooms, I had with me, he nibbled on a few, then ran away, Not having nothing important to do, I turned around on the log, To watch the sun rise in the East, Then I felt something, holding the back of, my jacket, It felt like a crazy beast, to my surprise, it was the racoon, His eyes, even larger, as if something scared him, off his feet, I calmed him down, then he sat on the log, we watched, The rising sun over the trees, to the East, then he started, Crawling back into the log, he winked, I said, thanks for the feast. The original: Tom Maxwell c 12/15/23 A.D.

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Dec 18, 2023

Dec 18, 2023 at 3:15 AM UTC

the-original-tom-maxwell

Mushrooms a Racoon and Me

I was walking through the woods, As I was passing a pine tree, I noticed in the needles on ground, The cap’s of a few mushrooms, just staring at me Realizing, it was late in the season, i moved some needles, My curiosity, made me take a peek to see, From my Shroomology experiences, of the past, I could verify that these were edible mushrooms indeed. I pulled a few from the ground, they were fresh, The blanket of needles providing warmth, Protecting them from a freeze, I was getting a little hungry, so I took a sample taste, Remembering, home grown vegetables were good for me. I was sitting on a hollow log, watching a beautiful sun set, To the west, waving goodbye, to me, Enjoying the colorful streaks, in the sky, Then I felt the log move, under me, I heard some leaves making noise at the end, of the log, As I turned my head to investigate, I saw, Two of the biggest racoon eyes, you may ever see, I then realized, I was an unexpected, house guest, So to show appreciation, I shared some of the mushrooms, I had with me, he nibbled on a few, then ran away, Not having nothing important to do, I turned around on the log, To watch the sun rise in the East, Then I felt something, holding the back of, my jacket, It felt like a crazy beast, to my surprise, it was the racoon, His eyes, even larger, as if something scared him, off his feet, I calmed him down, then he sat on the log, we watched, The rising sun over the trees, to the East, then he started, Crawling back into the log, he winked, I said, thanks for the feast. The original: Tom Maxwell c 12/15/23 A.D.

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Refrain from purchasing Racoon at your local Wet market. In your belly, It can spelly, Corona.

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Apr 8, 2020

Apr 8, 2020 at 9:43 AM UTC

francie-lynch

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Refrain from purchasing Racoon at your local Wet market. In your belly, It can spelly, Corona.

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Last night, I saw rows of men Sat circling around you Innocent and harmless victims Lack of wisdom, blinded by fake persona Exchanging ideas? I guess not, You keep feeding them lies Brainwashed them Way beyond anything I can comprehend I don't have time to engange in repeated version same game anyway Used to call you my mentor. But many little birds opened my eyes You're only a poser Pretends to be outwardly postive I remember, one time you said "Who are you? You're nothing compared to me. Don't you know who I am?" Agony, messed me up But I wiped my tear-stained cheeks Oh boy, I knew it from the entire island You are a… Sneaky manipulator Convincing predator Self-interested individual Drown in superiority dellusion Sympathy collector Thoughts saboteur Sweet nothing Wolf Racoon in sheep’s clothing A wolf would be overly good Smelly rotten soul Well-oiled word From a poisonous tounge True self always revealed Once you get closer to them Others might not know & fell for your fake persona I sit and wonder why he does it Regardless of the reason Clearly you aren’t ashamed You're nothing but a Disgushting racoon in sheep’s clothing.

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May 17, 2019

May 17, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC

megittaignacia

Racoon In Sheep’s Clothing

Last night, I saw rows of men Sat circling around you Innocent and harmless victims Lack of wisdom, blinded by fake persona Exchanging ideas? I guess not, You keep feeding them lies Brainwashed them Way beyond anything I can comprehend I don't have time to engange in repeated version same game anyway Used to call you my mentor. But many little birds opened my eyes You're only a poser Pretends to be outwardly postive I remember, one time you said "Who are you? You're nothing compared to me. Don't you know who I am?" Agony, messed me up But I wiped my tear-stained cheeks Oh boy, I knew it from the entire island You are a… Sneaky manipulator Convincing predator Self-interested individual Drown in superiority dellusion Sympathy collector Thoughts saboteur Sweet nothing Wolf Racoon in sheep’s clothing A wolf would be overly good Smelly rotten soul Well-oiled word From a poisonous tounge True self always revealed Once you get closer to them Others might not know & fell for your fake persona I sit and wonder why he does it Regardless of the reason Clearly you aren’t ashamed You're nothing but a Disgushting racoon in sheep’s clothing.

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