Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Afraid of Pineapple Kitchen Monster

I cannot use my kitchen, I have too much fear.
What is going on? I asked my auntie dear.
There is a tiny pineapple monster in there under the frig.
She is nutty again, said my other auntie named Midge.

Let’s go in there together, I suggested. It will be okay.
I began to trot and she yelled out “No WAY!”
Midge rolled her eyes and her finger around her ear.
She is crazy she mouthed; I saw it from here.

I went in without her and got chased right back out.
By a tiny sword-carrying pineapple monster an ugly lout.
Come back if you want a stab in each eye! He said.
Embarrassed now, my doubting face was red.

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