'Twas the Day Before Sunday...
'Twas the day before Sunday....
The alarm did ring.
The coffee began brewing...
The birds outside sing.
Mom swings her legs off,
Of the bed and stands up.
As per the morning custom,
I trip her up
She regains her balance
And slowly descends
Careful to not kick
Me (as she really intends).
Pours herself a cup
Of coffee, sugar and cream
I circle around
My dish is empty it seems
As she dumped food in my bowl
I happened to see
Four hooves and a tail
Galloping up Bassett Street
A deer? On the road????
Now that doesn't seem right...
I will rub my eyes...
And look again in better light...
Holy smokes it's a deer!
Quick get my arrows and bow
Venison for dinner!
Oh wait... it's a doe...
And I hear her exclaim
As she trots out of sight
Nanny nanny poo poo *sppppttth*
You can't have a bite!
'Twas the day before Sunday....
The alarm did ring.
The coffee began brewing...
The birds outside sing.
Mom swings her legs off,
Of the bed and stands up.
As per the morning custom,
I trip her up
She regains her balance
And slowly descends
Careful to not kick
Me (as she really intends).
Pours herself a cup
Of coffee, sugar and cream
I circle around
My dish is empty it seems
As she dumped food in my bowl
I happened to see
Four hooves and a tail
Galloping up Bassett Street
A deer? On the road????
Now that doesn't seem right...
I will rub my eyes...
And look again in better light...
Holy smokes it's a deer!
Quick get my arrows and bow
Venison for dinner!
Oh wait... it's a doe...
And I hear her exclaim
As she trots out of sight
Nanny nanny poo poo *sppppttth*
You can't have a bite!
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