House Guest by Kristina Woodhill I knew there was something special about mad scurrying sounds in the pantry something hyper determined a joie de burrowing a bon mot directed at delicate chewing dark with no cream sipping scorned, straight to mainlining dry grounds oh, the irony of a non-coffee drinker to have on shelf coffee bags for unexpected guests! might I also offer a tiny piece of cheese appetizer on a small rectangular cutting board a spring, you say what spring? 11/09/2015 Author's Note: ;) Posted on 11/09/2015 Copyright © 2025 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Paul Lastovica on 11/10/15 at 02:21 AM Get 'em!!! Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/16/15 at 02:11 PM Cute! You can send it/him to my place. I have a good mousing cat currently on the payroll. ;) Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/10/15 at 12:08 PM congratulations, Kristina. Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/10/15 at 04:17 PM Congrats on POTD Kristine! Posted by W. Mahlon Purdin on 12/11/15 at 03:45 AM you say ... a wonderful poem. Congratulations on POTD. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)