Alpaca’s On Watch
Al Paca’s family is keen to observe
Farmer Pat’s cat, sitting undisturbed.
A quiet pussycat – without the hissing fit
Doesn’t spook alpacas – sometimes they spit.
She sits on the fence with feline finesse
Unblinking, purring, her name is Tess.
Tess watches too, so nothing’s amiss
On farmer Pat’s farm it is heavenly bliss.
Al Paca hums to keep his family calm
They respond in kind; Tess means no harm.
She sits like a queen, a creature of love
Never blinking an eye, heavens above.
Al Paca is tallest of these lookalike Llamas
He’s the father near the left in lighter pyjamas.
The fur is worth more than a culled herd for meat
Alpacas are lucrative – for fibre hard to beat.
Unlike Llamas which are larger working beasts
They’re not eaten like venison – dearest of feasts.
Alpacas weigh the same as a tasty deer
Yet Alpacas are rarely eaten, have no fear.