Drama In the Kitchen
I spot him scooting along the dining room sideboard
Twitching all over, he peers into the kitchen
Cautiously, he advances a step or two
then he pulls up, looks around, sniffs the air...
Continues, moving within easy range of my broom
poised to whack him senseless
One more step, you feeble rodent...
Ha! Your guts are coming out of your mouth
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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