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A mummy-hand holding, (former) biker gang affiliating, hippie influenced semi crunchy granola mom's ramblings and reminisings on an off-kilter life

Monday, June 11, 2012

funny poems I wrote

funny poems I wrote 

Dirty dirty house
Your dust bunnies run wild
Nesting in corners

Never endangered,
The carpet is their prairie
And vacuums their foe

Dirty edges
And grimy grout
Overgrown hedges
With spiders throughout
Dinged up walls
And scuffed up trim
Dark and dusty halls
That look pretty grim
Overgrown lawn
a flotilla of ants
Arrived to clean at dawn
Success? Fat chance

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