Dinner

by

Daniel Chapa

I was out on the town
Ate healthy last night
Three bedroom house
I gave the owners a fright

I started in the kitchen
Made my way through
Ate up all the rooms
Dined on furniture too

I smoked while I ate
Gave off a nasty smell
The children woke up
Ran to their parents to tell

Try as they might it
Was already much to late
This house, this home was
Resting on my dinner plate

The suited men came and
Doused me with plenty of water
The hoses did little, but
Make my dinner hotter

When it was completed
All there was left to see
Were parents and children
Homeless, crying, "woe is me"

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by: Wesley A. Storer
from: Spokane, WA, US

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