Otter Nonsense
Lawd, it rained and rained all through the night!
Then he woke with a terrible fright.
That unusual feeling?
He was pressed to the ceiling,
With his head sticking in the skylight.
He was thankful his mattress could float,
But his chances of rescue? Remote.
So he smashed through the dome,
Of his now submerged home,
Checked if Uber was now running boats.
Then the pizza delivery guy
Unexpectedly came floating by.
His canoe, in the water,
was propelled by six otter;
He was looking to sell his last pie.
Well, you gotta admit that was nice!
But this pizza sure came at a price.
Offered five bucks a slice,
But that wouldn’t suffice,
Until he tipped the otter guys twice!
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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