RexyRex
Well-Known Member
Ode to Hay
by Maureen Las
There never seems in any way
to be a single piece of hay
for in this home it flies and flutters
bits and bundles corner clutters
Oh gaze through sunlight in the air
it seems there's hay dust everywhere
hay in clothing drawers and more
leaving trails upon the floor
Oh the anguish of such a thing
as inviting someone normal in
and hear the gasp and then the sigh
when the bunnies binky by
I am guilty of the sin
of not being able
to keep the hay in
anything
that
works
:roflmao:
by Maureen Las
There never seems in any way
to be a single piece of hay
for in this home it flies and flutters
bits and bundles corner clutters
Oh gaze through sunlight in the air
it seems there's hay dust everywhere
hay in clothing drawers and more
leaving trails upon the floor
Oh the anguish of such a thing
as inviting someone normal in
and hear the gasp and then the sigh
when the bunnies binky by
I am guilty of the sin
of not being able
to keep the hay in
anything
that
works
:roflmao: