A poetic response

One squirrel
two squirrel
black and blue squirrel.

You cannot fly
my little squirrel
so do not climb
and do not hurl.

You cannot fly
from on the roof
you will land hard
you will go "oof!"

You cannot fly
from on the couch
you will crash land
you will go "ouch!"

You should not try
to reach the grass
you will fall short
upon your A**

All these things
that you have tried
you have not succeeded
but have not died.

But once again
you have a cast
and this, I fear
is not the last.

And you cannot help
your brother fly
you'll make mom mad
and he may die.

For catapults
they are medieval
and your little plan
it is pure evil.

Our next door neighbors
like their fenced yard
the do not want Connor
flying in, and landing hard.

He will be crying
when the authorities come
so no more history channel
for you, my son.