My kitties and puppies are being boarded for the duration of the emergency construction. But they left behind a legacy that is hard to ignore.
He’s weenty and he’s evil
He’ll nibble on your navel.
He chomps upon your ankles
And he hides up in your hair.
Just when you think you’ve got him
Killed him dead and swept him out the door
He hides inside your laundry clean
And waits to chomp some more.
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