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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Me and the Beasts


Each night I sleep with three furry beasts
They snuffle, they tussle, they snore
They covet the covers, they purloin the pillows
I often get pushed to the floor!




Each night I sleep with three furry beasts
It's so cozy and warm when they're near
But sometimes things get a little too close
Which one is that licking my ear?!!

Each night I sleep with three furry beasts
One's big, and two are quite small
But with three men and me in one little bed
It's a wonder that I sleep at all!

submitted for Thursday Poets Rally 42

To fulfill my obligation for the Perfect Poet Award, I nominate M.A.S. at http://scribbledit.blogspot.com/   Check out his blog for some very interesting and cool poetry.

Thank you to Thursday Poets Rally!!!