Staring Competition
I have a pretty guinea pig
and Queenie is her name.
She’s rather shy and not too big,
but special all the same.
Why’s that? Well, she has magic eyes.![Queenie]()
She never seems to blink!
They’re deep and dark and oh-so-wise,
below her ears so pink.
She likes to aim her super-stare
at everyone in sight!
It’s contest time. Now, do you dare
to stare? It’s quite a fright!
For after just a minute – eek!
Her eyes begin to whirl.
You blink, you lose. She laughs: Squeak-squeak!
and does a little twirl.
and Queenie is her name.
She’s rather shy and not too big,
but special all the same.
Why’s that? Well, she has magic eyes.
Queenie
She never seems to blink!
They’re deep and dark and oh-so-wise,
below her ears so pink.
She likes to aim her super-stare
at everyone in sight!
It’s contest time. Now, do you dare
to stare? It’s quite a fright!
For after just a minute – eek!
Her eyes begin to whirl.
You blink, you lose. She laughs: Squeak-squeak!
and does a little twirl.
This poem is copyright (©) Felicity Teague 2023

About the Writer
Felicity Teague
Felicity Teague (Fliss for short) has a very serious job in publishing and enjoys writing poems during her playtime. Her poetry has appeared in a number of journals, including The HyperTexts, Snakeskin and The Ekphrastic Review. From 2014 to 2016, she was Poet-in-Residence of Happenstance Border Morris, a Morris dancing group in Winchcombe, Gloucestershire. She also enjoys art, birdwatching, films, music and photography, and she loves guinea pigs!