Slabs down first
then pallets 2
Carefully chicken wired
says who?
me
There's rats around this place
Like to move in
at a pace

we start filling
chopping turning
soot and ash from garden burning
grass and paper card and packing
ideal nests from cut up sacking
Cover it with carpet thick
On 4 corners lay a brick
Thats some chicken I would say!
Lets go where the fairies play

The compost heap
A living realm
A kind of raft
Who's at the helm?
Me
A covered frame of wire
in case Miss Ratus
dares perspire