Short Guest(A) Poems

Ms. Ogre Moose was happy to come to afternoon tea
She enjoyed Victorian Vicky who was lovely to see.
They did not speak the same language but got along fine
Laughing at their men who were silly on cranberry wine.

It’s a great day for a walk, Ms. Ogre Moose told her host.
I’d love to come along, except you have not eaten your toast.
The browned bread was handed over; they exchanged a smile.
It’s a fine day for a walk, Vicky said, walking her guest a half mile....

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