Having Tea with the Meercats
I’m having tea with the Meercats
A refreshing cuppa of Earl Grey
The gang stands in good mood
And I watch them as they play.
Mongoose shapes, they scurry round
As their races reach a peak.
The winner is the alpha male
And we hear his acceptance squeak.
The games they change, we’re wrestling now
And the sentry shows his stripes.
He scores an Ippon and wins the test
And is signed up by some mobster types.
I thank them for the muffins
And the cupcakes that still remain.
And I wave them one last ‘goodbye’ now
And promise to come again.
Linda Prince
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