*Thump!*
"What was that?"
"zzzmmmzzz?"
*grunt-grunt*
"Wake up! Did you hear that?"
"What?"
*snort-grunt-crunch-chew*
"That!"
*click*
"Whoa, that's bright!"
"They're eating our pumpkin!"
*snort-grunt-crunch-chew*
"Save it - save it - please!"
"Mmm-huh..."
*plink - thunk*
*SQUEAL! GRUNT!*
"They're leaving..."
"You're my hero."
"...can I go back to sleep now?"
Yes, this really happened
ReplyDeleteSorry the javelinas got your pumpkin. I keep mine inside on the dining room table.
ReplyDeleteOh well, what a great excuse to try carving another.
Thanks for a great poem.
JOY