Who Moved My Slippers
Jumped out of bed this morning,
Eyes still closed,
Just to find my feet upon a floor
That was so cold,
Let out quite a shriek …
As Jack Frost had taken liberties
To nip at not just my nose,
But, just to think,
He had the nerve to pinch my toes...
Who moved my slippers?
Seems nobody knows!
A bigger question than that would be
Who had the nerve
To turn down the thermostat,
On a night which was freezing cold.... hmmm
I will catch the culprit yet
Then maybe pay them back
Forget that and Jack
Enough is enough
Now, give my slippers back!
Copyright © Adell Foster | Year Posted 2008
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