heard the shrubjay

                        saw himherherhim in the twistinleafy boughs of the live oak above him

sounded mischievous

reminded him of he in his youth

had to get the last word inhad to fuckprovoke whomever raised his ire

didnt take much

   was always spoiling for a fight

                                     but

hed pocketed what few would have imagined he had

   training

a Golden Gloves boxer

                          a little shit

but who knew how to box

anwasnt keen on takin prisoners

shrubjay cawed

                   understood its advantage

No ya don

CAW

Donya dare

like thawas a threat

in startlinquicksuccession it dropped limb to limbworked its way to the least obstructed perch above him

Whacha gonna dobout it

fair question

   they did

nothing he could dobout itcouldnt even avoid its hotbullet trajectory

                                                                          hit him in the throat

sheheheshe cackled as they flew off

1240,  Sunday – Mother’s Day,  12  5. 24

2234,  Monday,  13  5. 24

James Gang  Funk #49  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_qHU_6Ofc0