07.April.24

“Egad! That pock-pudding just called you pests, so he will surely get none of your pets!”

“He can eat a dish of moldy haggis whilst each of you gets a giant smack-kiss!”

“All to myself, I will cuddle you buns and, as well, we will bake carrot cake—tons!”

“Then, when you are ready for cuddly nap, nest as caboodle in my loving lap!” ; )

05.April.24

Leaving behind the troop,

Ringleader sets on stoop.

Chirps and calls to return—

Oh, they will never learn.

Family is fine for some,

Though zadruga’s quite dumb.

Slave to known tradition

Merits opposition

When you realize the truth

For desire to be couth

Asks those primitive named

To have freedom reclaimed

By trading comfy spots

For lots of unmet gots. ; )