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I Dropped a Fork

I dropped a fork down my recliner chair I know it’s somewhere way down there I would not go after it, even on a dare For fear there is a mouse ranch under there.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/10/2021 5:27:00 PM

I also fear such nests behind our refrigerator. So far, no nests. :) gw

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/12/2021 2:58:00 AM

My husband read this one and cleaned under my chair - he found the fork, six pens, an eraser, two spoons, another fork, a knife, and five pairs of my glasses.

Ann Foster

Date: 5/10/2021 12:47:00 PM

There just might be... lol... I moved an old stove with my guy the other day and did the mouse dance. Totally beyond my control, I hopped up and down... lol... Wonderful write... so much fun... Hugs for your day... Ann

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/12/2021 2:59:00 AM

Thank you Ann. It happened - these poems always have a smidge of truth.