Distasteful disasters arriving by letter in bed
Left the fox in a right sour mood.
Today was to be a day of laxing and lounging
Now, cunning scheming
Won’t leave the head.
So please give us bad news at noon,
Leaving half the day to do as we do,
And half the day to work it through.
Misfortunate events revealed before a nights rest
Left the snake not right - rather upset.
Slithering, whispering, muttering foul words ‘til sun comes again
Keeps the snake awake with no time for sleep.
So please give us bad news at noon,
Leaving half the day to do as we do.
About the Creator
Hunter Blakely
Born a peasant, grown a prince.
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