I have always had a moth phobia which has got me in many scrapes in the past.
This was my latest escapade.
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I felt like really pampering myself
While my hubby was still away,
And luxuriating in a nice deep bath,
The perfect end to a busy day.
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I had only been in there a short while
When I saw something down by my feet.
To my horror it was a great big moth,
And my screams were not too discreet.
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I couldn’t even get out of the bath
As there were no handles to aid my escape.
And I flailed around like a giant whale
Causing large waves to add to my scrape.
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At last after much shrieking and panic
I beat a hasty retreat through the door,
Slamming it with great force behind me
And dripping water all over the floor.
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It was some time before I had calmed down,
And with no hubby to answer my cries,
I crept gingerly back into the bathroom
Where the moth had met its demise.
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With all the courage I could muster
The plug came away in my hand
And as the moth settled in the plughole
My fear I could barely withstand.
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Then in the light I noticed it gleaming
And wondered what on earth I should do.
So I decided to inspect it and found to my shame
It was just sticky paper from out of my shoe.
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All that for nothing!!
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Christine Ramsay 28.1.11
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