Stephen Katona - A Beaver's Bank

Please believe this story is true,
Of a beaver that used money as glue.
It happened in 2004,
When two robbers broke the law,
Stealing lots of dough,
From their local casino.
They hid the loot in the nearest bank,
The kind that a river has on each flank,
Saying, 'No-one will find it in this creek,
I hope these bags do not leak.'

Now Bernie the beaver was out one night,
These peculiar packages gave him quite a fright.
He tore the material with chisel like teeth,
And saw thousands of dollars lying beneath,
So thanks to two thieves,
Bernie found the perfect leaves,
To finish his dam,
And off he swam,
To fill all the spaces,
With funny green faces,
An expensive cement,
For a hard working rodent.
Weaving countless bills,
With amazing skills,
He made a place to lie,
To keep his fur dry.
The pictures scared wolves from attack,
And tasted great as a winter snack.

One day the Louisiana police,
Came across an expensive masterpiece.
It looked the work of a practical joker,
A dam of money from the game of poker.

Stephen Katona

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