Falling For Her Nemesis
So hungry, famished, eager to feed
Strapped on a bag with bunches of seed,
ate like a pig
meals so big
chomped so hard her gums began to bleed
Her nemesis came to the garden to weed
Watched her devour that bucket of seed
thought she was cute
taught her to shoot
She was skinny though, the size of a reed
He fed her up with bread that you knead
She was excited about him now indeed
He was a baker
Crescent roll maker
They got married - Mr. and Mrs. Tee-heed.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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