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Monday, December 10, 2012

'Twas


'Twas three weeks before Christmas, when all through the halls,
Two roommates were stirring new paint for the walls.
The windows and trimmings were taped off with care
In hopes that the paint wouldn’t splash everywhere.

Four  kitties were nestled all snug in each bed
Inside the garage where they curled up instead.
And Nikki , and Roomie, as well as her Pop
Continued to paint for a week, near non-stop.

When in the garage there arose such a clatter,
Cats sprang from their beds to see what was the matter.
Away to the ladder George flew like a flash
Tore right up the steps and peered out the sash.

When what to his wondering eyes should appear?
Just a sight of the outdoors and all he holds dear!
And then in a twinkling, he heard them advance!
It wasn't just reindeer that knew how to prance.

Now Emma! Now Wimsey! Now Georgie and Sam!
It’s bath time for felines, so don’t try to scram.
Then Roomie and Nikki as quick as a wink,
Corralling four fur balls, went straight to the sink.

'Twas Emma`s turn first and she wasn't too keen
But soaped up and rinsed off, she looked very clean.
Samantha was yowling as she likes to do
But soon she was finished and very clean, too.

Now George wasn't happy, but took it in stride
Yet, wrapped in a towel he tried hard to hide...
Then, Wimsey, Lord Peter  in fact, is so couth
That any adventure appeals to this sleuth.

When all had escaped from each towelling sheet,
They licked their own fur, from their heads to their feet -
A bundle of felines all primping and preening
Determined to fluff up and finish with cleaning.

Their eyes, how they twinkled! Their whiskers how merry!
Their ears, pink like roses! Each nose like a cherry!
Each droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And clean tufts of fur were as white as the snow.

And Nikki and Roomie? Right jolly young elves
Who laughed when they saw them, in spite of themselves.
They spoke not a word.  They had finished their work.
The walls were all painted. The cats weren't berserk.

They sprang to the kitchen, and gave out a whistle,
More towels to wash than the points of a thistle!
But I heard them exclaim, "Oh, we`re in quite a quandary.
Merry Christmas to all,
we`re off to do laundry!"





 

12 comments:

  1. Excellent. Raised a laugh here.

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  2. What a wonderful poem, my, my, what a talented lady. You sure brought the scene to life and a huge grin to my face.xxxxx

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    1. Thanks, snowbird, for your kind words ~ grins are good!

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  3. What a great way to put into words the cats and Nikkis antics. I am sure Nikki will be delighted with this poem - it must have taken you ages to concoct. Hilarious.

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    1. Thanks, Elaine ~ An idea starts bubbling in my head and usually I start and finish in a few hours! Often, I find myself coming up with a 'Twas poem near Christmas ~ especially when I worked in the school system. There was much fodder for fun there! Glad you found it amusing :)

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  4. Roomie and I had ear-to-ear grins as we read through your hilarious poem! We're going to have to start a collection soon -- The Collected Poems of Glo.

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    1. Happy to hear you two enjoyed reading the poem :) Yes, it's getting to be quite a collection all right ;)

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  5. Clever you. You could have given Clement Moore a good run for his money! Nicely done. :)

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    1. Thanks Hilary ~ Kind of a fun way to spend an evening with the twinkling Christmas lights keeping me company while a-musing myself :)

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  6. Well done T'was is an absolutely delightful poem! xx

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    1. Thanks Flighty! Pleased you enjoyed it :)

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