Mr. Wood Chuck

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Mr. Wood Chuck

by Pumpkin Flower

Mr. Wood Chuck is his name

And munching pumpkin vines his game

The sight of him gives me a pain

This hairy blob has me insane

Because of him we’ve bought a fence

And he must think we’re pretty dense

To waste good money on the thing

Cause he can tunnel, chew, and sing

Now I’ll tell you what I hate the most

Bout being his unwelcome host

Is that he doesn’t even eat

My baby pumpkins in this heat

He takes a bite and spits it out !!!

It makes me want to scream and shout!!!!!!

Why he should chose "my" garden gate

To knock on when I’m growing great

No it’s not fair , not fair at all

I have concluded that such gall

Shall be rewarded in good time

I’m counting on some friends of mine

The E-mail list will solve for me

This uninvited guest quandary

I’m sure.   I hope.   They know the cure

To keep my pumpkin patch secure

Now some will say, " go get a gun"

And yes agreed that would be one

Way to the end of Mr. Wood Chuck

And my neighbors really do suck

But the road and passing cars

Lay to close for 22 scars