Strange Bath Fella
I was enjoying myself in a bubble bath, as suddenly, a mouse dropped in.
Maybe I would of panicked, but she swam immediately, to the other end!
I suddenly felt so sorry for my, now clean, little, cutsey, mouse, that…
I stretched out my washcloth, by the edges, to lift her carefully, out, no doubt!
As she reached the rim, lickety split, she bounded out, so sweet.
And I settled down, again, to finish my enjoyable, bathy treat.
Suddenly, a thought arose… after getting her out, to my relief…
Suddenly I Shuttered, with the thought that, ‘what if she had pee’d’.
So I shot out of the tub, quivering all over… from head to toe.
I let the water out so fast, and scrubbed it with bleach, quite so!
Then, I called, to borrow, the neighbors tub… I was THAT freaked out!
She said yes, and had quite a laugh, at the antics of my little mouse, fallout!
But heading over, I met someone, on the way… Yep! The MOUSE, again!
And how did I know it was, the one in the same, you say? Well, now, I can grin!
She had a fetching, little bubble bath hat! Yep! We’d both been trying to get away!
Poor little thing had been just as disturbed, as me, as we’d scurried about, that day.
So I turned back to my very own tub… Thanking God that my little friend …
Had definitely decided, not to stay! And here my tale does end!
For the: Reinvent Contest from ‘Strange Bathfellows’
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2013
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