I want to lick a squirrel’s butt.

I want to lick the squirrel's butt.
Follow the flickering tail to the acorn stash.
It's perky like a kids' lunchbox,
stealing food like it's the best kept secret.
Rousing turf war, no friends nor enemies.
Ok, you can linger since you're this year's kid.
Next time you better be ready for a chase.
Oh, they're gone, I wonder how a squirrel tastes?