After a tiny nap I woke up,
And gave the curtain drapes a push-up,
Just to witness how they were torn-up.
I had no clue on who did it,
I doubted my brother cutting it a bit
Thinking it is a chit!
Then I had to spare him,
Because he was at the gym.
And then I saw my window open to view,
And suspected the squirrel anew.
Thus came the huge conspirator,
The squrriel, the top operator
Who tore my curtain drapes
Thinking they were edibles!
And now, I here my mother call,
Who is going to enter my room, so tall,
I don't know how I am going to tell her all,
For the squirrel tore my curtain; though small
Now I need to manage the brawl.
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC
After a tiny nap I woke up,
And gave the curtain drapes a push-up,
Just to witness how they were torn-up.
I had no clue on who did it,
I doubted my brother cutting it a bit
Thinking it is a chit!
Then I had to spare him,
Because he was at the gym.
And then I saw my window open to view,
And suspected the squirrel anew.
Thus came the huge conspirator,
The squrriel, the top operator
Who tore my curtain drapes
Thinking they were edibles!
And now, I here my mother call,
Who is going to enter my room, so tall,
I don't know how I am going to tell her all,
For the squirrel tore my curtain; though small
Now I need to manage the brawl.
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