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A pesky little guy who woudn't take no for an answer.

Door County Beggar

by HarryT

A cool wind pushes white caps against the Sandy shore, para-sails of green, yellow Blue climb into cotton candy clouds Friends gather about a small table Share cheese, honey mustard, wine and Wafer crackers from an old picnic hamper  A lurking onlooker walks like an Egyptian Stops, meets our eyes, squawks a warning Staking claim to his new soliciting ground We try to ignore him as he skulks But he marches, pauses and stares We watch him, surmise his desires Shall we give into his petition? Better not, might encourage others We try to ignore his persistence No longer able to endure his insistence I lob a bit of cheese high over the water He takes off like a Grumman Avenger Plucks the soaring scrap from the air, Powers up toward a low hanging cloud Circles back over the sand and lands Returns victorious, strolls his seagull strut Stops, eyes us, mews a beseeching appeal Seeking another share of our lakeside lunch