By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
How bad can it be?
Perhaps she won’t see,
if I lay on this couch,
be a silly old slouch.
I’ll pretend I don’t know
then maybe she’ll go.
Keep my eyes closed tight
avoiding the fight.
Oh, what do I see as I lower my lids?
Caught red-handed just like a kid.
Laying right at my feet,
now I’m in it deep!
Her towel that I found
I can’t say I’m proud.
Threw it up, threw it down,
coughed up the threads on the ground!
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
Leave a reply to Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris Cancel reply