My Annoying Muse
Puppy nappers are on the rise in Kansas City the TV said.
I moaned. I did not even know the TV set was on!
Roses are being stolen out of the Presidential flower garden.
I shut my eyes tighter, not listening, and not caring.
Organ grinders are reporting an increase in monkey dementia.
What?
I roll over and pull my pillow down over my ears hard.
“Rainbow elves take Brownie Scouts hostage in Omaha.”
Now I know who it is.
Shut up Trixie, I say. I am not in the mood to write poetry. I want to sleep.
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