It was just a normal evening
at bird feeding time
everything going well
until the Velociraptors showed up
all glassy eyed, sharp-clawed and greedy.
Even the Bluejays scattered.
It took me by surprise,
dinosaur husbandry, anyone?
Mad bird misfits
running wildly about
gnashing those beak teeth.
They spotted my collie
who stared warily from the porch.
I wasn’t exactly sure
if they consumed birdseed
thinking maybe, they preferred
hapless blonde girls
with too many cats.
Oh, I had always bet
the Mockingbirds were the worst
but that was before
the backyard filled
with Velociraptors
prehistoric bad boys
unexpected crisis.
Would I live to warn the neighbors?
This might mean that next year’s
Rock of Legends cruise
is off…
that I would end up
a pile of bleached bones.
Would the cardinals return
to honor my memory
missing their black sunflower seeds?
As I was busy regretting
those things you regret