Racoon kills Drake at 3am

Strange sounds outside my window
deer caught in lawn chair must be
the internal flapping of feet on metal
My flashlight is big and wide oh no
Racoon eyes are dancing in the light
Flapping furious wings of Moscovy
Drake no match for the  attacking
bastard bright eyed killer intent on
fresh duck meat even tough drake
I charge racoon he runs for his life
Drake dying blood organs pulled out
The sound of death was his feet on
the stone pathway. I cannot save him
I want a racoon hat to wear and a gun