My Mother Picks Winners

There is an angry big-mouthed monster living in my room.
I tried to discourage him, chased him off with mop and broom.
He grinned his ugly broken teeth at me and gave me grief.
This story gets a lot worse, so I doubt I can be brief.

His name is Rufus Dufus and he eats up all my snacks.
He has ripped up my comforter and both of my back packs.
I am terrified of him and have begged my mother for some help.
She came into the room and he convinced her to buy kelp.

Now my room is smelly for he is eating kelp and onions too.
I am feeling discouraged, down, saddened and a bit blue.
My mother is dating this creature who is devouring my socks.
Hope she cannot find more creeps; maybe she will run out of rocks.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 11:12 AM
I was wondering, just for sake of inquiry, what this Dufus is doing in your bedroom ripping up your stuff????
Krutsinger Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 1:48 AM
He is a DUFUS and this is what dastardly devils named Dufus invariably do.
Logan Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 5:54 AM
oh Caren, your imagination runs in many directions. Here's a fix for this problem. Tell Rufus it's long past time he moves into your mother's room and leave you alone.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 20, 2022 at 9:48 AM
I will take your advice Jenna
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