Ms Mumble
Ms Mumble fumbles and stumbles
She tried doing something, it turned out to be nothing
SHe swept and swept all under the rug
Not only the dust but even a bug
SHe filled her pockets with lots of loose change
Yes Ms Mumble, I must say, is certainly strange
Her head got stuck down deep in the couch
When she finally got loose she stood with a slouch
Her red hair a mess a green earrings was gone
All she can do is stand there and yawn
She layed in my bed to take a quick nap
The longer she slept the louder she snored
A fly on the wall became very bored
To its tiny ears her snore was a roar
Poor Ms Mubble, the fly began passing bye
Not to say hi, just to pass by
With a tickle on her lobe and a buzz in her ear
Ms Mumble awakes not knowing the year
She sat up in my bed
Began shaking her head
She shook off the fly it landed by the door
A lesson well learned
Ignore those who snore
Copyright © Victoria Addino | Year Posted 2019
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