The river is mine
My fortress of twigs towering over it
Controlling the flow
Nothing can go
Out to the other side
If I don’t know
My two big buck teeth
Glimmer in the sunlight
As I reign over my domain
Flat tail raised high
Poised, ready to strike
All who would wish
To test my might
Be very cautious
A beaver can bite
If you say “Damn that dam”
Then get ready to fight
A Life in Poems 