Without warning I was ambushed.
Twelve feet tall with needle claws,
leaving me pinned in my tracks,
sprawled beneath the monstrous beast.
Help, rescue me from the claws
which holds me prisoner
threatening to pierce my skin
if I make the slightest move.
Away with it was the response.
Send it outside right now.
It’s outgrown the house
Can’t give a home to each one that comes along.
I couldn’t find it in my heart
to condemn it to the out of doors
as surely that would be the demise
of a cactus in these northern climes.