Thursday, October 27, 2011

Midnight Visitors

*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?"

2 comments:

  1. Sorry the javelinas got your pumpkin. I keep mine inside on the dining room table.
    Oh well, what a great excuse to try carving another.
    Thanks for a great poem.
    JOY

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