Miss Peggy's House

Mama loved visiting Miss Peggy’s house. Mama talked to Miss Peggy about this and that When mama got that happy feeling, she says, Boy lets go visit Miss Peggy, and my body started to quiver. Then, I would break out into a cold James Brown sweat. My mind drifted into a quandary, and I started moving like molasses. After we arrived at Miss Peggy’s house, mama and her start chirping like birds of the same feather. However, I remained frozen in time, like a pop cycle at the door entrance; because Miss Peggy owned a house full of black cats The black cats are spaded making them appear six feet tall and sitting back on their hind legs. Man, these big, bad black cats with yellow marble eyes, protected Miss Peggy’s house. They looked like tall sentries guarding the gates of hell. The Black cats look at each other, asking, “Who are you?” Unfortunately, mama says, boy come back in kitchen, and give Miss Peggy a hug. Speaking in tongues, I replied, mama please, I do not want to kiss Miss Peggy. Lord, she has a mustache, and I am afraid of these big black cats. Then, Mama and Miss Peggy kept on chirping like birds.