Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Sweet Eater

Sweet Eater was pink from the inside out.
We saw her coming and we all gave a shout.
She had a sweet disposition she never did pout.
But she ate our pantries and our kitchens out.

She devoured cookies, she devoured bread.
Her cheeks got pink and her teeth got red.
She slurped up frosting, and she ate our cheese.
She could barely walk on her corpulent big old knees.

She’s coming! We yelled, getting out of the way.
She usually appeared on the third Thursday.
She liked sweets especially, our food was not safe.
She’s a glutton! Said our cousin, Mr. Rutherford Rafe.

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Gershon Wolf September 29, 2022 at 5:29 PM She's sweet alright -- a stomach 4 suites wide! lol. :) gw Caren Krutsinger September 30, 2022 at 9:42 AM Oh my yes

L Milton Hankins September 29, 2022 at 10:15 AM I wish I had a list of your relatives, Caren. Do you realize how many you have named in your poems over the years? Was Rutherford a paternal or maternal relative? (Just kidding) You should publish a guide to your kinfolk. It would be hilarious. Caren Krutsinger September 29, 2022 at 11:16 AM No I do not. But I have to tell you, most of my stories are fabrications of combinations of people whom I have met.