Out of the jaws of death I did
remove a trophy from Doofus' mouth
He had in full display for Billie A. near the
back door of the kitchen in the screen porch.

Round and round I gathered my strength
To open doors for the fledgling bird’s escape.
Neighbor joined in the sherade in much delight

As bird lifted in from the display of sure death
On freedom’s wings among the canopy of
Green leaves hidden above the forest floor
To cat’s chagrin - once more. -Phillip Coffey