Janine Lever Poet Rhyme

The Sitter

The Sitter

There it is
Sitting in the old wicker chair
Grinning its foul slavering grin
 It moves nothing than its face.
Every night it appears
Until waking and shaking 
I reach for the pull light string
 It then evaporates at pace.
I will take the chair back 
With its eviction will go the glob
Never more to appear
With its evil sneer
Its cynical jeer
I will not fail in the execution of the job
I will not ever again fall into the snare
Of buying an antique second hand chair!

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Eric Cohen September 30, 2023 at 3:05 PM "Never more to appear with its cynical sneer..." Great stuff, as usual, Janine. We'll see if i'ts really gone after you take it back. Best. ~Eric Janine Lever September 30, 2023 at 4:15 PM Hello there eric. thank you for your comments. glad you liked the bit of fun. how are you? well i hope. xx