Ode-inary
With apologies to Dr. Seuss and Lewis Carroll

What is this?? What's this I see??
A chunk of lint is mocking me!
Did I need decoration there?
A bit of fluff 'tween near and far?
I do not need a dust bunny
Perched on stomach, nose, or knee!
Not the window, not the hall,
Not the floor, not the wall!
How does fluff just hang in air?
What's a fine web doing there?
Spider, I do not mean to shout,
But take your decoration out, out, out!
My enemy, he brought his friends,
The party's on! I'm at wit's end!
Did the fun just never stop?
It's been a week, and all hop-hop
Of dusty bunnies moving in!
Oh, what a state this room has been!
My vorpal vacuum, snicker snack-
Has cowed some of the fluffies back
Off the floor and out the door-
Just don't come round here no more!
Fuzzball, why you look so sad?
Yes, it's clean, you can't be mad
Houses must be neat and tidy!
I can't spend time looking for heidy
Holes where dust accumulates!
And certainly not for your mates
To flop as if they own the place!
I've not the time, I've not the space.
And you'd better not think, prithee,
Of raising here a family
This is my house, my home, my life!
And where would you look for a wife?
This bachelor pad's mine, I declare!
It's neither here nor neither there
To you whether I wash the room,
I have dust rag, mop, and broom
And know how to use them all,
In the kitchen, down the hall,
And yes, this room, this whole house, too!
Bunny, why do you look blue?
But....
I.....
Well, I suppose you live here, yes,
And you deserve a life, I guess,
But stay-in guests are just too much!
Perhaps a space of such and such
Dimensions where you reign supreme?
And I will find a place to clean
That leaves you space to grow and thrive
But I can also feel alive
Without things covered all in dust?
Is it a deal? Or is it a bust?
You agree, my former foe?
Shake on it! Away we go
Let's make lunch and celebrate!
Make sure the lint stays on your plate.
About the Creator
Meredith Harmon
Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.



Comments (4)
Delightful little ode to a not-so-pink-eared toad!
Great title I wish I thought to write. Got to get to work tonight. Maybe Seuss is the way to go. I'll start mine soon, and let you know!
Nicely woven tale! Also, the wordplay on the 'Ode-inary' - yes! That was the first thing that came to my mind when Vocal announced this challenge :-D
That was fun! And I'm always up for a piece that starts with apologies to someone!