They have to go.
This partying all night.
It’s all so loud.
The stench of their urine
comes up through the floor.
The nerve of them,
coming right up on the deck,
in broad daylight,
robbing the cat’s food.

There has been no response
to the latest notice.
That mask over the eyes.
The way they run when
they hear me yell.  

They’re so cute!