Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Who Let Him In

I woke up with an enormously gassy gorilla sitting on my head.
Smelly flatulence is most probably what so quickly got me out of bed.
The most amazing part of the crazy story, is how he got through
That tiny little doggie door that barely accommodates Big Blue.

He followed me around and watched me doing my toiletry stuff.
He would not leave the kitchen, until I gave him an omelet with fluff.
He is sitting in my brown Lazy-boy right now, breaking it down.
I am smiling and waving, trying to remember not to frown.

Aha! Mystery solved. The front door is unlocked and open.
Maybe he will leave after lunch? I am going to be hope’n.
My husband wanders in and says “’Have you met my cousin Jim?”
Aha, Mystery solved. I know who let the intruder in.

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M. L. Kiser February 11, 2019 at 5:22 PM Ha! Stop it! Caren Krutsinger February 11, 2019 at 6:26 PM I know. It is a bit over the top. HAHAHAAHAHAHA

Gershon Wolf February 10, 2019 at 8:03 PM A funny one -- from 'gassy gorilla' and 'smelly flatulence' to "Have you met my cousin, Jim?' Cute and clever! :) gw Caren Krutsinger February 10, 2019 at 8:49 PM Thank you Gershon. I was in a silly mood yesterday when I wrote these.