Wolverines Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

The wolverine will thrive in winter
Along watery and rootless coasts.
Sheets of thin ice found in layers,
Primordial land frozen is it’s host!

A flock of ten pound golden eagles
Will pick frozen prey to it’s bone.
But the flock must post a look out,
For this is the wolverine’s home!

In this tundra the wolverine reigns as king
Larger prey are no match for him.
Their only chance when cornered,
Is to jump off a cliff and then swim!

You may wonder how this small creature,
Can rule in their kingdom this way.
It can kill prey many times it’s size.
Don’t ever let one block your way!

Wolverine is a Latin word for glutton.
They are stocky but muscular carnivores.
The U.S. has more here than Russia,
They’ve also migrated to Canadian shores.

Their closet kin are sea otters,
Who also have thick oily fur,
Hydrophobic, it’s repellant to icy frost!
And a favorite coat liner to girls.

Polar Bears, black bears, cougars and wolves,
Have all challenged them and have found
Powerful jaws, sharp claws, and thick dark hides
Are remarkably strong for their size.

So if you are challenged by a wolverine,
A helicopter is your only chance, or
Bend over and kiss your butt goodbye!
Isn’t that just one kick in the pants!

P.S. They really don’t live in Michigan.
Get a real mascot!